the world

Note: I don’t usually curse, but I just had use the word ****, because nothing else is strong enough.

Ahem. Now, after experiencing a 40-hour-per-week immersion in the world for the last few months, I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t want any part of it. Now, before my non-existent audience misinterprets this as an e-suicide note, listen to what I have to say.

Now, many of us know that the world is pretty ****ed up, but that’s not even the tip of the tip of the iceberg. Most of us would say that the most ****ed up stuff happens somewhere else in the world, but little do we know that even worse things go on right in our backyard. I only have to say a few words to make my point, such as health insurance, serial killers, oil companies, George W., Dick Cheney or even Barry Bonds (j/k, I just like making fun of him). Now, if one were investigate any of these issues or people, you would immediately come to the conclusion that America is a pretty ****ed up place, and that scraping the bottom of the barrel, or even scum-bag wouldn’t even come close to describing the quality of certain individuals, I can unabashedly say. And there’s a lot I don’t know, and I probably don’t want to know for fear of completely losing faith in humanity.

People who sometimes tell other people they shouldn’t do certain things (videogames, t.v., etc.) because it’s only “an escape” don’t really know much about the world, because if they REALLY knew, they’d lose themselves in their own addictions if only to escape for a few more seconds from the aforementioned ****ed up quality of the world. No joke. And calling the escapists naive only highlights their own lack of understanding, which is perhaps the most dangerous thing about these people. It creates a rift between them and the escapists (many of which are the coolest people around), among many other possibly worse effects, and it keeps them living their lives in their own naive little way, with no possibility for change (dangerous).

We are all afraid of change sometimes, but sometimes it’s a good thing, especially when things have gotten ****ed up to the point that they have. Maybe things will get worse behind the veil to the point where the destruction of mankind is the only viable option, but I’m hoping it won’t get to that point. Because, in my opinion, there are at least a few cool people, untouched by the world, apart from the world.

The problem with these people who do whatever they want is that they didn’t have their daddies smack them around enough when they were doing something bad. Which may lead me to one of the purposes of my blog. No, it’s not to give George W. a spanking, though maybe that’s close. No, it’s just to give the world a slap in the face. A nice, hard, slap in the face, followed maybe by a pile driver and German suplex followed by a submission hold ’til it cries uncle (if anyone says that anymore). Because, really, it’s ****ed up. Figuratively violated by these liars and thieves and false ideologies and false beliefs.

But is it wise for me to pick a fight with something way bigger than I am, that can crush me like a bug, assassinate me, take all my friends and family and everything I own, or sell me into slavery? Maybe. But the world knows, one-on-one between me and it, I’ll win. David and Goliath, I’ll win. North vs. South, I’ll win.

Me vs. the World. I’ll win.