My confession.
You know you watch too much cable news when your dreams for three nights in a row all contain a nuclear explosion.
The world just needs to take a blue Xanax, a Flexeril, maybe a shot or two, and CHILL THE FUCK OUT. Calm down, calm down. Everybody.
The news doesn't help. It's my belief that the news is only there to make it worse. It makes it worse because it has to - it feeds off of it. Don't bite the hand that feeds, right?
Anderson Cooper and Brian Williams with their perfectly coifed hair and make-up reporting to us live from the disaster zone with level 5 body armor (more than most soldiers are lucky enough to get, eh?) while women pick up the remaining peices of their kids - is it me or is there something wrong with that? The news is our infotainment now. We're numb to carnage, to death. We're numb because we've seen it all day everyday since 9/11. We're bombarded with its actions over and over until we just don't see it anymore. 9/11 and internet porn; they've both callused us to blood and rape and death and violence and real human atrocity. They've made the horror genre obsolete; can't top what you see everynight on the news. Red food coloring and corn syrup don't really hold up against the shattered limbs and bled out bodies on Special Report with Brit Hume (who, by the way, says "fuck the body armor, I'm staying in New York." Like nothing bad ever happens there...).
It's too bad that this is probably, at least partially, my fault. Yep, me.
See, I spent the first 25 years of my life fighting for the Republican ideal. By fighting I mean talking and arguing, trying to convert every person I saw to the side of right. Of goodness and descency. Of moral clarity.
By 26 however, I decided being a neo-fascist was probably not the best way to spend my energy.
I fought and fought for Bush Jr. for both elections. It was like a sporting event to me; see how many people I could convert or piss off right up to the moment I could gloat because I won... whatever the hell it was I won.
I lost a very serious girlfriend in '04 because of this.
Being a Republican or a Democrat, it doesn't matter, you're not fighting for change. You're fighting for redundancy. You're fighting for the status quo.
Don't believe the Third party, either. When John McCain and Joe Lieberman are Third party, we're all doomed.
So warm up your Banquet TV dinner, sit on your favorite comfy spot, and watch the carnage on your 50 inch widescreen high definition television. War looks really cool in HD.
Just remember to blame me when it all goes wrong.
You know you watch too much cable news when your dreams for three nights in a row all contain a nuclear explosion.
The world just needs to take a blue Xanax, a Flexeril, maybe a shot or two, and CHILL THE FUCK OUT. Calm down, calm down. Everybody.
The news doesn't help. It's my belief that the news is only there to make it worse. It makes it worse because it has to - it feeds off of it. Don't bite the hand that feeds, right?
Anderson Cooper and Brian Williams with their perfectly coifed hair and make-up reporting to us live from the disaster zone with level 5 body armor (more than most soldiers are lucky enough to get, eh?) while women pick up the remaining peices of their kids - is it me or is there something wrong with that? The news is our infotainment now. We're numb to carnage, to death. We're numb because we've seen it all day everyday since 9/11. We're bombarded with its actions over and over until we just don't see it anymore. 9/11 and internet porn; they've both callused us to blood and rape and death and violence and real human atrocity. They've made the horror genre obsolete; can't top what you see everynight on the news. Red food coloring and corn syrup don't really hold up against the shattered limbs and bled out bodies on Special Report with Brit Hume (who, by the way, says "fuck the body armor, I'm staying in New York." Like nothing bad ever happens there...).
It's too bad that this is probably, at least partially, my fault. Yep, me.
See, I spent the first 25 years of my life fighting for the Republican ideal. By fighting I mean talking and arguing, trying to convert every person I saw to the side of right. Of goodness and descency. Of moral clarity.
By 26 however, I decided being a neo-fascist was probably not the best way to spend my energy.
I fought and fought for Bush Jr. for both elections. It was like a sporting event to me; see how many people I could convert or piss off right up to the moment I could gloat because I won... whatever the hell it was I won.
I lost a very serious girlfriend in '04 because of this.
Being a Republican or a Democrat, it doesn't matter, you're not fighting for change. You're fighting for redundancy. You're fighting for the status quo.
Don't believe the Third party, either. When John McCain and Joe Lieberman are Third party, we're all doomed.
So warm up your Banquet TV dinner, sit on your favorite comfy spot, and watch the carnage on your 50 inch widescreen high definition television. War looks really cool in HD.
Just remember to blame me when it all goes wrong.
posted by Josh B. at 8:47 AM
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