Pitch a bitch!
I usually talk about my sorry ass self on this thing but not tonight. I want to share about a little problem called terrorism. Namely terrorism aimed at Americans and the US. IT IS REAL! There really are groups of people who want nothing more than to take our lives. Every last one of us. We are the head of Satan in their eyes. Does anyone remember 9/11? Of course none of us want to sit and think about thousands of people being murdered in cold blood but it really did happen. Go to NY and look at ground zero for yourself. The people responsible for this slaughter, if they had the resources, would wipe us all out without batting an eye. And they are not the only ones, either. Every freedom that we so ungratefully take for granted they want to end. ALL OF THEM! Eating, sleeping, breathing, our freedom to sit on our asses watching TV while we get fatter, sitting in front of our computers feeling sorry for ourselves, walks on the beach, holding hands, making love, learning, painting, writing, philosophizing, driving, text-messaging, rock and roll, camping, dancing like maniacs, all of it. Think of the one thing that makes you happiest and realize that they want to take this from you. From us. The only ones who can stop this from happening are us! The rest of the world could give a shit and might even enjoy watching us all go down in flames. What we need to do is get behind the people who care about our freedoms here at home and want to do nothing less than protect them. The rest of the world can have it, we as a nation have no friends as it is. All of this comes from something in me prompted by something a musician said from stage. True, a musician who's music I very much like but none the less a musician. A man who does nothing more than hide behind his guitar and his songs up on a stage with his ego stroked beyond belief. He should realize that people like Osama Bin Laden want to cut his head off just for being an American. I'm so sick and tired of how praised someone can be for writing or only singing some cute little song that somehow sums up our self pitying, disgusting egos. Some chump writes a song and the next thing you know he or she is being asked their opinion on everything else going on in the world and then respected as well. BULLSHIT! Welcome to reality.