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Thursday, January 03, 2008
Tonight, I mourn

Sometimes I wish I wasn't human. Those feelings of hope, of expectation, of anticipation; get them away from me.
10%?
I am let down, discouraged, and hurt by this.
10%?
We need to win New Hampshire, or at least finish in the top 3 at the bare minimum. From what I've heard, New Hampshire is looking fairly decent for us. But Iowa...
10%?
When I become attached to something, I don't let go. I can't let go. We must fight on and find a way. Or maybe it is too late. Is it too late? Have the masses been conditioned once and for all? Just give me my food, shelter, Wal-Mart, football, and sex. Life is perfect. God loves us. Muslims hate us. Go ahead and make me strip down at the airport in the name of "safety."
10%?
Naturally, when $#@! hits the fan, I'm looking for someone to blame. There's plenty of that to go around.
But first, I wonder... I sit back and wonder. What would the world be like if I thought like everyone else? What kind of person would I be if I supported Huckabee, or Romey, or McCain? Hell, maybe even Obama. He's charming. He has charisma. He is confident and well-spoken. His words are so beautiful.
Ahh, the power of rhetoric. These politicians use it masterfully, and the sheep fall for it all the time.
I notice the rheotical strategies of all the candidates. My conclusion comes to this. Everyone except Ron Paul, Dennis Kucinich, and to some degree, Mike Gravel, are the only ones trying to beat sense into people's heads. The rest of them pander around and use broad labels to encite emotion, thus creating polarization. Ron Paul words create energy, passion, love, and fire. The words of the other encite nothing. They play with words, and speak with such eloquence but no substance. Americans have been conditioned to love glamour and abandon substance and intelligence.
10%?
We admire images and perceptions. We fall for the deception. We do what we're told by the people with microphones and nice suits and flashy into graphics.
Truth is scorned. Truth is shunned. Truth is turned away from.
I'm not talking about every one. I'm talking about those who are naively unaware of what's happened to them. My mind cannot fathom what I would be like if I thought like the rest of them.
Sometimes I intentionally dip into that sycophant mindset. And then I begin to realize why people fall for it. It is blissful. It is so comforting and painless.
I'm putting myself out on the line. That's why I receive no miracles. The things I perceive as miracles are only perpetuations of the status-quo that add to the reinforcement of people's mental apathy.
We need New Hampshire. Badly. We need all of them. Quickly.
The local media here in San Diego is already touting Obama and Huckabee, along with the mandatory plug for Hitlery.
I'm really disgusted right now. We really do need a miracle. I don't know how much longer I can fight this fight. It is so hard, and trying. Devastating. And what for? Why? Why am I doing this to myself? God, please, help us. Help me. We can't afford to blow this chance.
Endless wars, endless debt, endless inflation. Ron Paul addresses these things. The others don't. Gah. I'm too emotion right now to think coherently on anything. Maybe it's time for me to go sit in a corner and be miserable. Yeah, that sounds about right.



Here's hoping for a better 2012.