No one's asked me recently about the blog, and maybe that's because the action here hasn't been so heavy lately.
After being on tour, and pretty much away from politics for over a month, I have found it hard to get back in the saddle of outrage. Maybe it's because I'm pre-occupied with impending baby day, maybe it's because I'm more concerned with finding work right now, but quite frankly, I think it's something far worse: I don't care anymore. If anything, I pray that the Bush administration succeeds in its evil plans, because I fucking hate the United State, and if the Bush people succeed there could be another civil war, and perhaps the whole joint will crumble. I have dreams about Mexico marching in and taking back Texas and Arizona (Aztlan, y'all). Dreams in which a tidal wave wipes out DC, including all of Congress. I'll tell you what fellow citizens, the best thing about having a kid with a Canadian is that I have every right to get out of my own gay-ass backwards fucking country.
I opened the homepage of the New York Times today to read that "most states are choosing to crimp the health-care safety net for their poorest and most politically defenseless residents. An ominous new study shows that up to 1.6 million impoverished and working-poor Americans — at least a third of them children — have been deliberately knocked from publicly financed health care programs in the last two years." Well, yeah that pisses me off, but you know what? Arlen Specter is well-fed and doesn't give a fuck. Neither does Rick Santorum, who is also a well-fed little piggie. if they cared they'd say something or do something. And the unfortunate fact of politics is that to get involved at a level that's truly effective, you have to have lots of money, and I don't have that. Worse, you have to whore yourself out worse than a low-budget Czech porn-star, and I have too much self-respect for that.
By the way, it's nice to see that Dan Savage's "santorum" page is now #4 on google. Pretty soon, it's gonna be beating out the Senator whose name it bears.
So yeah sorry if I can't get outraged about Halliburton or John Ashcroft anymore. I mean, I'm still outraged about them, but what the fuck can i do? And what the fuck do I care? Life goes on and someday they'll be dead and then I'll celebrate, like I do when ANY politician dies, and that includes Paul Wellstone. Just die, the lot of you. Get cancer, get AIDS, have a heart attack, I don't give a shit. Anarchy is preferable to any of these selfish assholes.
At least up here in Canada, you get something in return for your taxes: proper public transportation. Cheap day care for your kids (Quebec is angry because it got raised to gasp $7.00 a day, and that's $7.00 canadian, up from $5.00 Canadian. You know how much day care is in the US, oh my child-free friends? UPenn, when I was employed there, offered me a special deal for employees, only $280 a week.) Universal health care.
So yeah, happy fucking new year, and fuck you too.
After being on tour, and pretty much away from politics for over a month, I have found it hard to get back in the saddle of outrage. Maybe it's because I'm pre-occupied with impending baby day, maybe it's because I'm more concerned with finding work right now, but quite frankly, I think it's something far worse: I don't care anymore. If anything, I pray that the Bush administration succeeds in its evil plans, because I fucking hate the United State, and if the Bush people succeed there could be another civil war, and perhaps the whole joint will crumble. I have dreams about Mexico marching in and taking back Texas and Arizona (Aztlan, y'all). Dreams in which a tidal wave wipes out DC, including all of Congress. I'll tell you what fellow citizens, the best thing about having a kid with a Canadian is that I have every right to get out of my own gay-ass backwards fucking country.
I opened the homepage of the New York Times today to read that "most states are choosing to crimp the health-care safety net for their poorest and most politically defenseless residents. An ominous new study shows that up to 1.6 million impoverished and working-poor Americans — at least a third of them children — have been deliberately knocked from publicly financed health care programs in the last two years." Well, yeah that pisses me off, but you know what? Arlen Specter is well-fed and doesn't give a fuck. Neither does Rick Santorum, who is also a well-fed little piggie. if they cared they'd say something or do something. And the unfortunate fact of politics is that to get involved at a level that's truly effective, you have to have lots of money, and I don't have that. Worse, you have to whore yourself out worse than a low-budget Czech porn-star, and I have too much self-respect for that.
By the way, it's nice to see that Dan Savage's "santorum" page is now #4 on google. Pretty soon, it's gonna be beating out the Senator whose name it bears.
So yeah sorry if I can't get outraged about Halliburton or John Ashcroft anymore. I mean, I'm still outraged about them, but what the fuck can i do? And what the fuck do I care? Life goes on and someday they'll be dead and then I'll celebrate, like I do when ANY politician dies, and that includes Paul Wellstone. Just die, the lot of you. Get cancer, get AIDS, have a heart attack, I don't give a shit. Anarchy is preferable to any of these selfish assholes.
At least up here in Canada, you get something in return for your taxes: proper public transportation. Cheap day care for your kids (Quebec is angry because it got raised to gasp $7.00 a day, and that's $7.00 canadian, up from $5.00 Canadian. You know how much day care is in the US, oh my child-free friends? UPenn, when I was employed there, offered me a special deal for employees, only $280 a week.) Universal health care.
So yeah, happy fucking new year, and fuck you too.
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