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All Things.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
12:00 PM

Ive been thinking about a lot of things lately that Im ready to put into words. Its a weird mash of things, one thing not necessarily linked to the other, but all important to me in some way.

In the park this last weekend, while Chelsea, Curren, Patti and I were taking a breather from some intense Frisbee, Patti brought up the book she was reading and how it classified the different generations and what there future impacts on America will be like. My generation is classified as the Hero generation. The moment Patti said this I knew exactly what she was referring too. Since elementary school my teachers have been telling me just this: My generation will be the ones to repair the country, to become strong leaders for the future. After hearing this, we believed them. My classmates and I grew up feeling entitled to education, among other things, and we excelled because of it. Honors classes doubled in numbers and more and more of us felt the need to make a change, make a difference. We are the end products of the World War II baby boom. Our parents grew up in somewhat of the same climate. Large class sizes, new freedoms for youths that enabled them to have a sense of freedom. The changing and shifting of laws coupled with the lagging economy and growth of idealism, we are close with are parents and I believe our similar youths are a factor in that. In my mind, there was no pressure of being apart of Americas youth in this time. We were all egger to take over. To lead and to change things. In high school and college it was the same. I cant even begin to count the number of conversations Ive had with people on government, politics, laws and public education that have ended the same way. We will change the system; we will make it like it used to be. Interest groups and lobbying will be stripped of there overbearing powers, government will be restored. Will we vote and it will count. We will pass the laws we want and not let them be blocked by the many standstills they are faced with today. We will take care of America first and then help with world affairs. Education will be made to teach and enlighten, not to make sure our children can pass a standardized test. They will be allowed to play tag again at recess and not become fat and sheltered as many of todays youth are. America has lost its imagination, its idealism. Its bleeding problems from the inside out. This will change. We will make it happen.


Moving on...

News thats not news kills me. Twenty Four Hour News isnt News. Rosie leaving the View isnt news. Part of the reason why America is so fucked is because we are all becoming ignorant. The media is more concerned with entertainment then being an informative source for the public. Why did this start? How can Americans be expected to understand world affairs or vote in elections when the informers are informing us of American Idol headlines and the war as a side note? Its almost as if the truth isnt interesting anymore. I watch and read the British news and the internet has become a vital tool for me where world affairs are concerned. Most Americans arent going to search out the truth like that. This concerns me especially now that elections are coming around again. Something has to change here. Chelseas most recent art touches on this as well. Check it out. www.chelseacates.carbonmade.com


Check out my flickr for some new pictures.

Fin.
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Razor of mine
Monday, April 09, 2007
3:29 PM

In the morning, on my way to work, no one ever looks happy on the subway. Half of the people sitting down are sleeping, some read and the rest of us ride to work in silence or with an iPod in our pockets. Every morning its the same. Is it just that these people dont enjoy their jobs? Are they so tired of the same thing that they are perpetually unhappy? This all makes me wonder why people DONT do what makes them happy. Why do people put themselves through the same shit each day just to get by? Why spend your life doing something you have no interest in thats not fulfilling for you? Why do people give up so easily on what they want? I cant be the only person that has noticed this.

I've started to wonder where all the kids my age are in the mornings as well. Im always the young one in the subway car. Maybe they start work later? Maybe they dont work in the city? I know they exist. I see them at other places around town.

Im looking for a new job.

Im ready for summer.

Things need to change.
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