Wednesday, November 03, 2004 No you di'int, America
In the olden days I used to go to these protests, and that was a good time. It's nice to see a lot of people dressed up in menacing outfits, setting fires and throwing rocks.
Later, I noticed I was in jail a lot more often than I used to be, and I really hated it. Like, I can't stand jail. It messes with my head.
I noticed, too, that a lot of the people who burned things and marched around chanting didn't have all too much else to offer. I guess I kind of knew that all along, but for a while, getting really upset and lashing out about it seemed like enough, you know? Or at least it seemed like a step.
At least if I was following global summits around and being a nuisance or allegedly breaking into buildings and occupying them to prove a point (and to flirt!), I wasn't sinking into some swamp of complacency.
But: I like the swamp of complacency. I like to live a calm life and have a daily routine and a house and a job.
My house is being foreclosed upon, so at some point in the next few months, a sherrif will come to the door and give us an eviction notice, and then we'll have 90 days to get out. The foreclosure thing was what's known as an "October Surprise". I've known about it for a while, but I hadn't posted anything here because it made me so sad, it was easier not to think about it.
I just want to ignore it, even though I know that that won't make it go away. I know that unpleasantness will follow, and steps are being taken, but secretly I think that there's nothing I can do, either within the rules or "outside the box" of what's legal or decent that will help the situation.
Are you catching what I'm throwing here? I'm talking about the damn election.
Damn, damn, DAMN.
posted by Frenz | 11/03/2004 01:39:00 AM
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