There is a woman named Amanda Palmer. She is a singer with a group called the Dresden Dolls. She raised $1.2 million through her fans using Kickstarter to support both an album and tour, then had the gall to ask musicians to work for her on the tour for free.
And now she has written a poem with her deep insights into the mind of Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, suspected of perpetrating the April 15 Boston Marathon bombing, appropriately enough A Poem for Dzhokhar. Ready to be outraged and offended? Here we go:
you don’t know how it felt to be in the womb but it must have been at least a little warmer than this.
you don’t know how intimately they’re recording your every move on closed-circuit cameras until you see your face reflected back at you through the pulp.
you don’t know how to stop picking at your fingers.
you don’t know how little you’ve been paying attention until you look down at your legs again.
you don’t know how many times you can say you’re coming until they just stop believing you.
you don’t know how orgasmic the act of taking in a lungful of oxygen is until they hold your head under the water.
When Palmer was attacked on Twitter for her sickening attempt to humanize an attempted mass-murderer, she responded: “now that everybody’s panties are in a twist, i’d like to say: the poem is actually about more than you think it is. read it again.”
This self-serving songstress using a public forum to unload her bleeding heart should be given a tour of the hospitals where Tsarnaev’s victims lie with limbs blown off, all expenses paid.
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