This is post 200

Is it fair to elude reality, to wonder, when the billions are fighting to survive? Is it just? Can Joy co-exist with genocide?

Can I conscienciously lose myself in poetry and stars and neverlands when my little brother is off to prison?

This is my dilemma. Does the law of moderation apply here? Or should we escape to our hundred-acre woods? Or leave them forever for the dust of sub-Saharan Africa?

I'd really like your considerations.

A sigh of an oppressed creature

Dear scientists, skeptics, rationalists, atheists, civil-libertarians, philandering priests, and Nietzsche,

Give us back our opiate. These [porn, parties, doubles, dimes, stress, success, sex and cigs] other drugs are killing us.

Your friends,
The masses

in the nicholas of time

just caught the Christmas spirit. finally. almost too late.

Dave Matthews - Christmas Song

At least one Christmas song is about Jesus. As in Jesus of Nazareth, not Jesus of Pop and Politics.

Gamblers and Robbers
Drinkers and Jokers, all soul searchers
Like you and me
...
Drinkers and Jokers all soul searchers
Searching for love love love
Love love love
Love love was all around

Other good songs re: Jesus of Nazareth?

Friends wrapped up in boxes

I've lately been reading Native Son by Richard Wright. One of the themes in the story is how everyone sees what they want to see and is blinded by their stereotypes/prejudices. For example, in the story, after Bigger, a black boy, kills a white girl, no one suspects him because it is assumed a black boy wouldn't dare kill a white girl.

Applied to my friends, this makes a lot of sense to me. Often times the only way I know what's going on in Matt's life is through his blog. I take him for granted and assume I know what's going on with him. Updates feel like talking to relatives: all facts, and basic facts at that. When I think about him I see him how he's always been, and I assume he's not changed. So when he posts on his blog, it often blindsides me. If I saw him one on one with a girl I'd assume he was a friend doing something nice for her, not a guy on a date. Chances are, since he's surprised me so much lately, that he'd be on a date.

I'm a little tired of not knowing my friends anymore. Being surprised by the changes in them. I feel like I see each of them so rarely. My daily interactions are with other friends; I miss my dear friends from Cheney.

Clarity in a time of illness

According to acetaminophen bottles I've owned, one should not take the drug with alcohol. Liver damage and all that. According to my NyQuil bottle one should not take it with alcohol, because it has acetaminophen in it. So, then, why is NyQuil 10% alcohol?

If I die, sue Vick's for me.

granted friends

the time we presume to know our friends,
is the moment to investigate them again.

i'm sorry, to all of you i've taken for granted and to my best friends whom i assume to know.

As an American you don't need much

But one thing you do need is to listen to Johanna Kunin.

http://myspace.com/JohannaKunin

Seriously.