"Now men with purple hearts, carry silver guns. And they will kill a man for what his father has done.But what my father did, you know it don't mean shit. I'm not him. So you think I need some discipline, well, I had my share. I have been sent to my room. I've been sat in a chair. And I held my tongue. I didn't plug my ears." - Bright Eyes, Don't Know When, But a Day is Gonna Come
Well well. Seems like things are going from bad to worse lately. but I guess it was expcected, sort of. The days are a littlle colder, and darker. The nights are longer. I know it is winter but the weather seems to be matching my mood lately. Cold, bitter, and dark.
I can't believe how bummed I have been since November 3rd. And to top that off Yasir Arafat isn't even in the ground yet and Bush and Blair are putting together another brilliant plan to stir up some more shit in the middle east. And ladies grab start shopping for burqua's now, by 2008 its what all the fashionable young women will be wearing since our civil liberties will be rolled back to the 1700's. When they drown the first person suspected of being a witch, I can't wait to say I told you so.
I have been watching a shit load of West Wing on DVD in order to delude myself and pretend that we live under a somewhat competent administration, and it almost works for a while, until I do something stupid and check www.CNN.com and see that someone is just as upset about the election results except that they driive to ground zero and take their own life as a protest.
So here I am stuck somewhere between ambivalnce and apathy. I mean I feel so conflicted about the world that I live in, but why should I even care anymore? Every time I speak my peace I am either told to shut up and stay in my place, or just ignored. Why speak your greivances when they are only going to fall on deaf ears.
I try to take somee comfort in the things in this life that bring me joy, but these thoughts linger in the back of my mind like some painful regrettable memory that can't be erased. I feel very fortunate for the things that I have and I am so greatful for the life that I have now, but I can't help but feel like due to circumstances beyone my control its about to be yanked away from me at any second with nothing left to fall back on.
Well well. Seems like things are going from bad to worse lately. but I guess it was expcected, sort of. The days are a littlle colder, and darker. The nights are longer. I know it is winter but the weather seems to be matching my mood lately. Cold, bitter, and dark.
I can't believe how bummed I have been since November 3rd. And to top that off Yasir Arafat isn't even in the ground yet and Bush and Blair are putting together another brilliant plan to stir up some more shit in the middle east. And ladies grab start shopping for burqua's now, by 2008 its what all the fashionable young women will be wearing since our civil liberties will be rolled back to the 1700's. When they drown the first person suspected of being a witch, I can't wait to say I told you so.
I have been watching a shit load of West Wing on DVD in order to delude myself and pretend that we live under a somewhat competent administration, and it almost works for a while, until I do something stupid and check www.CNN.com and see that someone is just as upset about the election results except that they driive to ground zero and take their own life as a protest.
So here I am stuck somewhere between ambivalnce and apathy. I mean I feel so conflicted about the world that I live in, but why should I even care anymore? Every time I speak my peace I am either told to shut up and stay in my place, or just ignored. Why speak your greivances when they are only going to fall on deaf ears.
I try to take somee comfort in the things in this life that bring me joy, but these thoughts linger in the back of my mind like some painful regrettable memory that can't be erased. I feel very fortunate for the things that I have and I am so greatful for the life that I have now, but I can't help but feel like due to circumstances beyone my control its about to be yanked away from me at any second with nothing left to fall back on.
mister_nickels:
Addendum : fuck the south