BLAGHLAGHLAGHL.

Jul 28, 2008 10:25

So, I was reading this article at the Temple (www.totse.com), which was a survival guide for the U.S. military, because I am crazy and I think the world is going to crash down around us here pretty much any day now and have been for about three years (which means I'm probably wrong but fuck you, yo).

I came to the section on stress, and instead of listing the negative consequences of stress it listed common sympomatic behaviors such as irritability, fatigue, depression, etc. I matched most if not all of the criteria and so it is logical to conclude that I am stressed out.

The question is, about what?

Life is good right now. Kerry and I are getting married--good thing. I have a stable, steady job now that pays excellently--good thing. My time off is filled with fun and friends--good thing. Why am I stressed, then? I mean, my job can be pretty stressful but I'm very good about leaving work at work, and obviously there's the hundred little things that everyone has to deal with every day but obviously people deal with them. Am I just high strung?

Let's talk about the end of the world. Some say it will end in fire, some say in ice, I say it will end in fiscal irresponsibility. Recently, with the failure of one of America's largest mortgage lenders and Fannie and Freddie having to get officially bailed out by the guv'ment, I think what we're seeing is what happens when you build a long-term financial system that works on currency that is mostly conceptual, not to mention a lot of shady, profit-now-who-gives-a-shit-about-next-decade dealings.

I honestly find myself hoping that all this comes to pass. I hope the American system of banking and credit collapses, I hope that there are looting and riots and anarchy, but probably only so I can feel justified in preparing for it.

Because otherwise I'm crazy.

And I guess I'm crazy for wanting it to happen in the first place.

So, I'm crazy, then.

"Do you want me to be fucking retarded?"

BLAGHLAGLAGHL SUSASN.
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