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Powers - Little Deaths TPB by Bendis/Oeming Gravity's Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon
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Tuesday, November 02, 2004
It's the song I hate it's the song I hate Maybe it's because, since Sunday night, I've worked about 30 hours and slept only 5, maybe it's been brewing for a while, I don't know, but things don't feel good. I'm not an optimistic person anyway, but it feels pretty set in my mind that the more rational, or (at the very least) better of two evils, just isn't going to make it. And I don't know what to think. At the polls last week, I was standing in line behind a boy in a service blue outfit. A man working the polls came over and thanked him for serving us, and the boy explained that he leaves in January for Iraq. The boy will almost be to his 19th birthday at that point. He will leave behind a wife. The shitty thing, the catch in all of this, is that, no matter who the winner, they will have to deal with the severe fuck up in all of our names that has been committed. From the kids like the one above, down to the raping of the word "patriotic," the winner will either try to mend all wounds, or continue on with the new Crusades, this one in the name of democracy (which, yes, Brian, the new democracy and the word fascism do have very close definitions). I am thankful that I live in a country where I supposedly have many, many freedoms, and I hate that people might "hate our freedom," but I don't understand why we have to bomb the fuck out of joe nobody overseas, who doesn't give a shit about my freedom; I just have this feeling that many a joe nobody, and nobody families all over the place, are going to exist only in the form of family trees before this is over, regardless of the winner. I have too much to get off my chest, but I thought I'd try to let some of it out before tomorrow, when the winner's supporters will be walking around with wide smiles. I just hope I'm one of them, otherwise I might not know what to do. Maybe the machines will fuck up and Nader will win. Goddammit that would make me laugh for the next four years.
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