“I have done a lot of research on why the middle finger has such a bad reputation.
It all starts when we are young and our parents do the ‘This little piggy went..’ story on us a million times.
With the line ‘This little piggy stayed home’ the middle finger on the foot appears to be lazy and is there for seen as a negative finger at a young age.
The hand gesture that has the middle finger in it which represent ‘Up Yours or Fuck You’ is also one of the big reasons why the middle fingers have a bad reputation.
It’s time to change this reputation starting with a new version of the story for kids and more information presented in the media.
My colleagues laugh at me all the time.
Soon I will announce to the world my work and plans to change this world wide problem.”
“Hey Doc it’s time for your medicine.”
The redhead nurse holding a tray with small cups of pills on it shouts into the white brighten room.
“Just a moment I’m almost done writing down my years of research.
Soon I will tell the world my ideas, and they won’t laugh at me anymore.”
The nurse puts down a small cup with happy colored pills on the Doc’s desk.
“Sure Doc maybe you’ll even win a Nobel Prize.”
She walks out of the room with a little pirouette her hair lights up the whole ward in red.
It all starts when we are young and our parents do the ‘This little piggy went..’ story on us a million times.
With the line ‘This little piggy stayed home’ the middle finger on the foot appears to be lazy and is there for seen as a negative finger at a young age.
The hand gesture that has the middle finger in it which represent ‘Up Yours or Fuck You’ is also one of the big reasons why the middle fingers have a bad reputation.
It’s time to change this reputation starting with a new version of the story for kids and more information presented in the media.
My colleagues laugh at me all the time.
Soon I will announce to the world my work and plans to change this world wide problem.”
“Hey Doc it’s time for your medicine.”
The redhead nurse holding a tray with small cups of pills on it shouts into the white brighten room.
“Just a moment I’m almost done writing down my years of research.
Soon I will tell the world my ideas, and they won’t laugh at me anymore.”
The nurse puts down a small cup with happy colored pills on the Doc’s desk.
“Sure Doc maybe you’ll even win a Nobel Prize.”
She walks out of the room with a little pirouette her hair lights up the whole ward in red.
