10 Things I'm Sick Of
3/28/2005
I've had enough of apologizing to my overseas friends for the way the Bush Administration is fucking up the world.
I've had enough of the little 'ding ding ding' noise my car makes when my wife forgets to put her seatbelt on.
I've had enough of my house being in a constant state of "CIAO" (Can't Invite Anyone Over).
I've had enough of the little noise my newest pair of shoes makes when I walk in them. Little farty sound. Horrible.
I've had enough of being powerless to prevent the suffering of millions of living creatures at the hands of corrupt governments, industries and religions.
I've had enough of gaining weight, then getting excited about exercising, losing a few pounds and then getting too busy to squeeze good exercise into my schedule.
I've had enough of breathing in second-hand smoke.
I've had enough of exercising poor control over the way our family manages finances.
I've had enough of crappy movies at the movie theater. Why can't those bastards in Hollywood make anything with substance anymore? The cheap trash of the '80s holds more significance to me than the latest batch of Gen-Y comedies or second-rate comic book movies (excluding Spider Man and Hellboy, of course). And who the fuck cares about Will Smith?
I've had enough of being angry about so many things I can do little or nothing about. Republicans, democrats, environmental disasters, you name it.
When it all boils down, what's left is me and my immediate surroundings. This is my connection with the rest of the world, and this is what I have to work with. Anger is an energy, thus sayeth the prophet John Lydon. I will move on, trying to use the intent of my anger for something beneficial, instead of letting it eat me alive. I can't afford to live with ulcers, stress, heart disease.
So fuck the Schiavo case, the Jackson trial, the Bushites, the fucking French wankers suing Google for copyright infringement, the natural disasters, the sex scandals, the latest intrigue, the bullshit, the pointless inane eternal spewing forth of rotten garbage from the diseased throat of modern media. It's all bullshit. Completely insane. Continuing to be outraged by everything these lying fascist scumbuckets spew forth from their clueless talking heads is an ignorant farce, a waste of valuable time. And everybody's doing it. It's the latest fucking thing.
The only real difference each person can make is one to one. Nothing is affected on a global scale. It's one mind at a time, a daisy chain of influence. This is why we rant, this is why we rave, hoping to affect some little ripple of change in the universe. And we all have power, but being so fucking angry all the time is like idling a Mac truck in the parking lot. That's all I'm trying to say.
posted by Edward Svengali @ Monday, March 28, 2005,
2 Comments:
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At 5:27 PM,
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At 12:49 AM,
novachild said...
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