so if i’m not going to be writing about politics in my journal updates, well, what can i write about?
i could sit back and say ‘oh that george bush! he did _______ yesterday and it sucks!’
but what point would it serve?
the republicans own everything.
i actually do have a naive hope, that i’ve shared, that gw bush will actually be more moderate in his second term.
i think that most of his insane religious-right posturing was just trotted out just to win the election. he might be ‘born again'(whatever that means in america in the 21st century…it means that you only drive american suv’s? or that you only drive suv’s with ‘wwjd?’ stickers on the bumper?), but i have this naive(desperately naive, you might say)hope that he’s actually a fairly moderate person deep down(i mean he likes zz top and cocaine, he can’t really be a crazy conservative, right? right? no?).
isn’t it funny that when talking about our president the question isn’t ‘did he ever do drugs?’ but ‘when do you think he stopped doing drugs?’
it’s sad, we’ve inherited the worst elements of the 60’s.
we’ve inherited the self-involvement and hedonism without any of the idealism and altruism.
ah well, it could be worse.
as an aside, i really do like spaghetti.
especially with fake-meat.
i’m surprised that some crazy vegan hasn’t started a line of ‘white trash fake meat’.
they already have fake beef and fake pork, why not fake squirrel? or fake pigeon?
‘cletus t. yokel’s special fake squirrel for commie vegans who probably drink french wine’.
it would make millions.
i’m going to go make spaghetti.
you can expect lots and lots of banality and mundanity from me over the next 4 years cos i really don’t have the heart to sit back and write about a political miasma to which i feel almost no connection.
spaghetti time. with vegan fake squirrel sausages.
-moby
