Sep 09, 2005 02:15
"the old man continues speaking in his monotone voice, and the stale mood buys me time to crawl back inside of myself. This man has no confidence. This man has facts. This man has a large vocabulary. This man singles out others in an unapologetic way. This man is not creative. This man is a mess. I hold my tongue in spite of these things and wonder how much more of this I will be able to stand before it forces me to act in a barbaric manner."
it's sickening to watch someone who has lived so many more years of life then me never realize the most important things in life are not expressed in words. They are intangable. He has fallen victim. Victim to a creativity controlling/prohibiting society that existed years ago, too caught up in his own time to even stay up to date with the current means of control.
ugh, i'm just too pissed off to even go into more detail.