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It doesn't mean that much to me to mean that much to you
by anna at 09:25 AM on April 09, 2006
1984, Brave New World and I, Robot all rolled into one, fully realized. Pogroms. Ethnic cleansing. Mass graves. Drive-by shootings. Age-old vendettas. Vigilante justice. Stoning. Fisting. Hate crimes. Date rape. Torture. Carjacking. Fatalism. Hot teachers defiling boys. The unspeakably offhand depravity of rich-playboy-turned-pious-bore Osama bin Laden and his sidekick Doc Zawahiri. Torrid Plus Sizes. Pre-teen blowjob artists. Anal virgins. A president who claims to be misunderestimated. Human trafficking. Data mining. Terrorists at every turn. Recreational genocide. Snipers picking off citizens at random. Hip-hop. Castration videos. Restless Legs Syndrome. Naked human pyramids. Anthrax. Rampaging pit bulls. Dick Chaney, armed and dangerous. Happy Slapping (smacking a random person around while transmitting cell phone images.) Ornamental lap dogs. The Emiril (throwing a handful of semen into someone’s face while yelling, “Bam!”) The annual Running of the Gays. Bumfights. Much-ballyhooed drugs and their revolting side-effects. This hubbub. That hullabaloo. Voodoo. Snuff films. Mexican America. American Iraq. Identity theft. Human cloning. Heroin chic. Forlorn Ted Williams hanging from a meat look. Enemy combatants thrown down a legal black hole. Predator drones. Rude Hellfire missiles slamming into living rooms. Roadside bombs. Road Rage. The Houston 500. Plague. Pestilence. Bird Flu Pandemic. SARS. HIV. HADD. HDTV. ACLU. O.J. on the loose. Online auto-fellatio clubs. Muslims and Christians at each other’s throats. Ancient Buddhist shrines no more. Taliban no more. Taliban back. Secret gulags. Heads a-rolling on the net. Al-Jazeera. All stark facts of “life” here in this 21st and final century AD---perhaps the direst point in all of human history. This is evolution? With this litany of social ills it seems more like we’re rats trapped on a sinking ship---or D-list celebs trapped in an endless episode of The Surreal Life. I’m reminded of that old Deanna Carter song For This I Shaved my Legs?. And one can’t help but ask: whatever became of all that heady hope and promise in the air on 12/31/00?
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And let's not forget "non-sexual escort," which is an actual job being advertised in my local paper. That's as worthless as decaf or non-alcoholic beer.
by anna at April 9, 2006 11:08 AM
What were those bespeckled Scotsmen called, the Proclaimers? Did you do them intentionally or was that just a lucky bonus that slipped in as you lifted the skirt on civilisation? If you gooooooo will you send back... a letter, froooom Ah-meric-haaa! Take a looook, at the railtraaack from Miami to Canadaaa. Honesty no mo-whore-er! Monogomy no mo-whore-er! Anal-virgins no mo-whore-er! Skkkkyyy no mo-whore-er!
Heh, heh, cheers anna, made me urinate as I chuckled thorough your post... I gotta change these pants, bah, and take a shower.
by Ex Crimson Guard NCO at April 9, 2006 11:51 AM
Dogs and cats sleeping together. Mass Histeria!!
This ain't really your life. It's nothing but a movie. A B-movie.
by Long Time Lurker at April 9, 2006 1:58 PM
First of all, I've been listening to that song recently for the past two years because its on repeat, yet, because I have Houses of the Holy playing in the background, I can't put together the melody of the 'title of this post'. So what is it? I'm blindly guessing, '70's', Kinks? Grand Funk? No, um... something bout James Dean, Walk on the Wild Side?
What Happened to the Heady Hope and Promise on 12/31/00?
Same thing that happens to every year that ends in 00. Millenium? Bah, it's all relative. How many times do I have to tell you Anna. Remember back in the year 2100 a.d.? I keep forgetting your only remembering your life right now and playing it out to a tee as if it's currently 2006 a.d., But in 2100 a.d., we were back on this continent, and you said to me how the current Peace and lack of Hysteria in the year 2100, was mundane, and not worth it.
These things are clear to all from time to time..
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by Lockheed at April 9, 2006 10:59 PM
NCO I thought that was Supertramp. Glad to be of service. Sorry 'bout your trousers.
Keep telling yourself that LTL. Right up until the end.
The song is Old Man by Neil Young. "Old man take a look at my life, I'm a lot like you were..."
Here I was trying to wed Subterranean Homesick Blues with The End of the World as We know It (I feel fine.) To mixed results, I'm afraid.
by anna at April 10, 2006 7:49 AM
Yes, I realized it was Old Man, at 230am. Now it's 1119am. I just bought 10,000,000 Freddie Mac 10 yrs, new issue... I will hold them till May 15th.
I've been first and last...
by Lockheed at April 10, 2006 11:18 AM
Things are better than you might think. Freedom House found that 2005 was the best year for freedom EVER. Every year, per capita GDP goes up; we're also the richest we've ever been.
And the Singularity is Near!
by TallDave at April 25, 2006 3:35 PM