Y'know, it's not the news that upsets me...
It's the out-of-proportion reaction to it. Movies? Visits from quite famous people? WHY?
I just... I just don't understand why people are still chattering on and on about this. Isn't there something more interesting going on, somewhere? A genocide, perhaps? Maybe somebody being shot who shouldn't've been? Perhaps a scary new disease spreading all across hell and half of Europe?
I don't know. Maybe the news is slower than I realized.
Of course, maybe I'm just pissed that this kid met the alleged President and didn't, as near as I can tell, take the time to chew him out for being, well, evil.
I might just be in a bad mood, of course. That's always an option as well.
I just... I just don't understand why people are still chattering on and on about this. Isn't there something more interesting going on, somewhere? A genocide, perhaps? Maybe somebody being shot who shouldn't've been? Perhaps a scary new disease spreading all across hell and half of Europe?
I don't know. Maybe the news is slower than I realized.
Of course, maybe I'm just pissed that this kid met the alleged President and didn't, as near as I can tell, take the time to chew him out for being, well, evil.
I might just be in a bad mood, of course. That's always an option as well.
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Not that that would be enough to stifle my natural impulse to rant and snarl...
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She couldn't've held it together until 2008?
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And another thought often occurs. I'm inclined to envision the kid with his finger in the dike. The vapid and bilious townspeople pass by, jeer, throw rotten fruit, and delight endlessly in giving him wedgies, day after day - until he finally collects his dignity, withdraws his finger, and strolls to the nearest high ground from which to watch the whole place drown slowly in its own fecklessness...
*sigh*
Still, now, of all times...
:-/
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Not that that would be enough to stifle my natural impulse to rant and snarl...
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She couldn't've held it together until 2008?
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And another thought often occurs. I'm inclined to envision the kid with his finger in the dike. The vapid and bilious townspeople pass by, jeer, throw rotten fruit, and delight endlessly in giving him wedgies, day after day - until he finally collects his dignity, withdraws his finger, and strolls to the nearest high ground from which to watch the whole place drown slowly in its own fecklessness...
*sigh*
Still, now, of all times...
:-/
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