"another day, another dollar, another war" a little bit of Jewel to open it up for today....
cries of war are in the air, and i have no idea what the hell to do about it. spent my entire expos class (rutgers-speak for Expository Writing 101) talking about this whole thing. one kid's ready to push the button himself, another kid's complaining that there aren't more countries helping us out, and then there's this kid who's 100% Palestinian. just the fact that he was not afraid to say that he was palestinan shows that he's got balls. he told us about how he got harassed by police officers and how his family isn't letting any of their women leave the house, fearing for their safety. i really felt for this kid. he shows no ill will toward this nation, and yet we're turning on him and other innocents who are just as shocked as we are. yeah, there were palestinians partying in the streets after this happened, and i hate them for it, but am i supposed to hate this cool kid who just happens to hail from that nation? do you know what this could mean? could we have another holocaust? another internment? (for those of you who don't know about the japanese internment during WWII, you better go read some history books cuz there were concentration camps in this nation...sad, but true) i mean, we could end up sending thousands of innocent people back to their nation only to blow them off of the face of the earth. W. is saddling up on his star spangled high horse and is ready to blow the middle east to kingdom come. and as much as i want to see justice for this nation and this horrible tragedy, i'm not ready for a war. enough innocent people have died...do really need more? i mean, all of these crazy little countries have enough nukes to obliterate the planet, and we're gonna go in there, guns blazing, and kill us some people? i mean, if we so much as breathe on someone the wrong way, we're dead. we're talking about a fucking WAR, people! air raids, bomb shelters...all of the stuff we used to chuckle at in the history books because there was a time when we believed that it could never happen. i guess i'm a pacifist...a hippie...there's got to be something we can do besides go to war. let's just find that bin laden fucker and torture his ass...one day for every person that was killed...let's make him watch the shit that we've been seeing...let's have every american kick him in the balls...twice...anything but a war. and this was supposed to be an entry about my day...but i had to get this all out, to keep myself from crying alone...next entry will be about my day, dearies. sorry for the sickening depression and fear and anger, but maybe you're feeling what i'm feeling and we got through something together.
cries of war are in the air, and i have no idea what the hell to do about it. spent my entire expos class (rutgers-speak for Expository Writing 101) talking about this whole thing. one kid's ready to push the button himself, another kid's complaining that there aren't more countries helping us out, and then there's this kid who's 100% Palestinian. just the fact that he was not afraid to say that he was palestinan shows that he's got balls. he told us about how he got harassed by police officers and how his family isn't letting any of their women leave the house, fearing for their safety. i really felt for this kid. he shows no ill will toward this nation, and yet we're turning on him and other innocents who are just as shocked as we are. yeah, there were palestinians partying in the streets after this happened, and i hate them for it, but am i supposed to hate this cool kid who just happens to hail from that nation? do you know what this could mean? could we have another holocaust? another internment? (for those of you who don't know about the japanese internment during WWII, you better go read some history books cuz there were concentration camps in this nation...sad, but true) i mean, we could end up sending thousands of innocent people back to their nation only to blow them off of the face of the earth. W. is saddling up on his star spangled high horse and is ready to blow the middle east to kingdom come. and as much as i want to see justice for this nation and this horrible tragedy, i'm not ready for a war. enough innocent people have died...do really need more? i mean, all of these crazy little countries have enough nukes to obliterate the planet, and we're gonna go in there, guns blazing, and kill us some people? i mean, if we so much as breathe on someone the wrong way, we're dead. we're talking about a fucking WAR, people! air raids, bomb shelters...all of the stuff we used to chuckle at in the history books because there was a time when we believed that it could never happen. i guess i'm a pacifist...a hippie...there's got to be something we can do besides go to war. let's just find that bin laden fucker and torture his ass...one day for every person that was killed...let's make him watch the shit that we've been seeing...let's have every american kick him in the balls...twice...anything but a war. and this was supposed to be an entry about my day...but i had to get this all out, to keep myself from crying alone...next entry will be about my day, dearies. sorry for the sickening depression and fear and anger, but maybe you're feeling what i'm feeling and we got through something together.
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