O Black Heart processional, Blue Tears O
I should start by saying that i am a political ignorant. I don't know anything about political science, poilitacl history or the current political landscape. When it comes to politics I should by all mean keep my fuckin' mouth shut.
And usually I do.
When I hear that Bush is "just a good guy, that's why he's got my vote, he's like, you know, a real person like us". I keep my mouth shut.
When i hear that Bush "get's my vote because he's the Christian candidate" I keep my mouth closed.
When I hear that we need ot go to war because it's going to keep us safer, and there is no pause, there are no gears turning, it's just a given. I keep my mouth shut. When I hear that all republicans aer evil and cold. I keep my mouth shut. When I hear that Democrats are god-less liberals without common sense, I keep my mouth shut. But here I go....
I hated the debates. I They made me want to not vote for anyone. I'm still thinking about it. I think Sarah woudl kill me. Maybe it I just go to the polls and "pretend to vote". They are both stuck in their ruts, they are both just repeating rhetoric that they've memorized. They are both just going for sound bites, dodging questions, and distorting facts.
I do not like Cheney. Maybe it's that time he kicked the puppy, or bit the head off the live bat, or maybe it's because “[As Secretary of Defense], Cheney conveniently changed the rules restricting private contractors doing work on U.S. military bases, allowing the Kellogg Brown & Root subsidiary of his future employer Halliburton to receive the first of $2.5 billion in contracts over the next decade.”-- Robert Scheer, Salon.com, 7/17/02. But he did try to take an issue that has been over simplified and really explain it int he debates. He failed, he was on the wrong end of the issue, and he explained it ina condescneding "you should know this" tone. But he tried... Still hate him though.
I think that what it's going to come down to this year is a vote cast agains a candidate, not for one. And that's a shame.
O DJ Encore feat. Engelina - Open Your Eyes O
I don't have what it takes to be president. Don't let me pretend otherwise. If i do throw a toaster at my head. And by all means, if anyone else does, throw a toaster at their head too. I'm not even sure what the minimum requirments to be president of the united states are. But let me suggest a few.
1) The position of president should be a promotion for you, not a dmeotion or a lateral step. Becoming the president should not mean that you'll have less vacation days than in your previous job. The white house should be bigger than your house. Becoming the president should not involve a paycut. You shold fully expect an know that along with the bigger house, the bigger paycheck and the increased influence, you are goin to have to work your ass off. You should appreciate this and never complain about it, or even infer that you're working harder than you need to.
2) At some point in your life you should have had to choose between paying rent and buying groceries for the week.
3) For at least a month you should have had to make due without a vehicle, not because it gettign fixed, or outfitted, or the humme ris in the mail, but because you can't fucking afford even a P.O.S. to drive you across town.
4) You should have fucked up big time at least once. You should accept it, not hide it. And learn from it. You should have a freaking field of zombie warriors in your closet, not j ust a single skeleton.
5) You should b used ot putting in 50-60 hours a week and still not being able to make ends quite meet.
6) Your household should be on a budget that limits how many times you eat out in a month.
7) You should have been hungry at least once, really hungry. Maybe not starving, but that gnawing gnot in your stomach that usurps your entire consciousness, hungry. And have nothing but Ramen noodles, or saltines and not even enough change in the cushions to buy something else.
8) You should have at least once questionioned your sexuality, or at least your identity.
9) You should have paid for your own freaking college education. I knew too many kidas whose moms or dads paid their way through. I know the swaggering "i don't give a damn' attitude that those sods brought into the classroom. I know how they approached their studies, and I know thath they were inflicted with entitlementitis (inflamation of the belief that you are entitled to something in this world)
O Apartment 26 - Give me more O
10) You should believe in something. But your belief should bring you more questions that answers. The confident satisfied faith is the stangant faith, is the rotting faith, is the prideful faith, is the dangerous faith.
And there's probably more, but that's enough for me today. Add some more on if you want. Nobody reads this shit anyway.
are there any other kind really?
Friday, October 15, 2004
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