Tuesday, August 10, 2010

No Where To Run...

Hookay.  No cheap three-sentenced update today, I guess.  I've been drinking so naturally the need to express my mind's junkyard of intense and irrelevant bullshit is due.

Politics.  Oi.  I said it.  Poly - meaning many, Ticks - meaning blood sucking things

Anywhoozits.  My point herein is this: I've been running madly away from most if not all political dealings for the past six years.  SIX.  YEARS.  And it always finds me. It sucks me back in.  My sad indifference of most things gets tossed to the floor as my rage and ultimate idealistic self takes hold once more.  And I hate it.

I hate politics because I hate people.  You cannot enforce any referendum or vote or law without a say of the people or their proper representative (ideally).  Since we obviously don't know what's best for us, we tend to stray from what might lead to a progressive and intellectual society.

We end up with Justin Beiber and Miley Cyrus.  Reality TV.  Left or Right wingers debating their own agendas.  The actual use of short hand writing (LOL or OMG)via text messages and the universal Attention Deficit Disorder bullshit of the goddamned curse/blessing of the internet.

That's a fraction of what is wrong.  Yes.  WRONG.  People in the US of A are completely and utterly BATSHIT CRAZY AND FUCKED.  Not all of us.  Just enough of us to make it hurt as they add (more) salt to the already bleeding injuries we've sustained as a people. 

It really hurts to even begin to talk about these things.  Seriously.  What I see and what I know and what I am confident is the answer to it all. . . is more frustrating than a bad case of blue balls before a track meet.

And some asshole just called me and destroyed my rant-momentum.  Ah, hell.  I need another drink anyways.  Especially after thinking about the state of the country and how 2012 SHOULD happen the way it was meant to. 

Perhaps that's just the optimist in me talking. 

Intermission Pt. 2!

August is here!  Hooray!

That is all, miscreants.  Continue your facade of life.