Apr 14, 2004 01:17
Over the break, I was coming back from the library through the quad, and some dude yells something at me from over by Allen. I think he's just looking for directions since there was stuff going on campus. So I walk in his direction and he says, "Do you know where the weapons of mass destruction are?" I was not happy since I could obviously tell at that point he was a drugged out hippie, later learning he lived in the woods as well. So I talked to him for about an hour, as he goes from ashtray to ashtray picking up cigarrets that he might be able to still smoke. At first he starts talking about how Bush really just wants to kill Iraqi civilians and nothing else. Eventually he moves on to dropping the nuclear bomb then the firebombing of Dresden and Tokyo. Every now and then he just kind of spaces out for a few seconds and then goes back to what he was saying. After that he starts talking about Marx. At that point, I'm just hoping this ends soon, but I agree with almost everything he says since he seems to be a lil on the unpredictable side. On that topic, he tells me he's the sworn enemy of the bourgeois. The system must be brought down by violent means and all of that typical stuff, because reforms will never be able to happen because the bourgeois will just keep bringing them down. He changes topics to Fauerbach and his work of the essacnse of christ, and how his friend used that tradition to show how the nuclear bomb has become god. Fauerbach believed that Jesus was just an idolized projection of ourselves. I mention Comte and George Eliot, since she liked that stuff too, and he tells me how educated I am =) After the philosophical discussion, he tells me his life story and how he wished he had studied something useful at college and his protesting days. The next part really got me worried, cuz he just would not stop talking about how he really needed sex. I'm alone with him in the quad with not too many people around and he wont get off of it. Then starts to tell me about he wants to go up to certain girls in the quad and ask them for a lil favor. He told me what he wanted, but I'll leave that out. So I manage get get the ball rolling on getting out of that situation and then he tells me about how LSD saved his life. "Some people tell me LSD almost made them commit suicide, but I was about to commit suicide and LSD kept me from doing it!" As he was walking away, he told me, "I'm going to see my girlfriend, I really have one you know!" I bet. Thats just my lil story from spring break.