Days Of Nothing & Everything - Fortified with Erasure!

Howdy. Valance, I didn't really care for that last post, and so that explains why I removed it. It was about meditation, and how meditation seems to have helped me cope with events of late. It just was not that great of a post, so I took it down. But I do want you to know that I'm not ashamed at all of doing the meditation thing. It is a good thing, and one thing I need to do with the concept is: MORE.

I dropped my twenty-year-old son off at the Army recruiter's office today. This is entirely of his doing, and if anything, I have DISCOURAGED him from joining the military. Anyhow, he's going through the "process" and has to spend the night somewhere and then get a physical in the morning. I figure it's just part of the weeding process.

So many things are going through my mind, and I have to tell you - many of those things piss me right the fuck off. Between my income and my wife's, we make around $140,000 a year. That ain't chump change, but it ain't enough for me to say to my son, "Boy, why don't you just try and get into a university? I'll pay for it." I can't pay for it without incurring debt, and I'm about as anti-debt as an American can get these days - and that ain't saying much. By way of side-information that is critical (in my opinion) to you making an informed judgement regarding those last few sentences - we have almost no debt. No car payments. No credit cards. We do have a mortgage payment and utilities. Yet, sending my son to university and paying the bills would cause us to incur debt. What a grand system the money-changers have erected!

And it pisses me right the fuck off. You don't know me, and you never will (most likely) but I can say with some measure of comfort and truth - I'm a decent person. I don't fuck over people. I don't lie. I don't steal. I pay ALL of my taxes, I served almost 8 years in the military, I work hard at my job, and again, I don't fuck people over - because I'm a HUGE believer in "What goes around comes around."

Yet, here I am.

I don't watch much TV, but in the occasional channel-surf, I do catch bits and pieces of weird shit like "Real Housewives of New York." I watched a few minutes of this just earlier today, and one of the "housewives" was bitching about how she won't get up and feed her baby because she needs her sleep. She's got a nanny, and a maid, and a gardener, and I guaran-fucking-tee you her children won't be off joining the U.S. Army because they (the children) are fucking restless and mommy and daddy don't want to incur too much debt. On the contrary, for having appeared on the TV show, the kids will be pampered and have their asses kissed for many years to come. And you fucking morons that watch that sort of shit and smile and mentally masturbate will be the reason why. Well, before I forget, fuck you.

So, I ask you: where the fuck did I go wrong? What am I not doing right? Am I not working hard enough? I don't kiss ass, so you can kiss mine if you want to make the suggestion that I should.

And I tell you - this country is fucked. As hard as it is for me to admit that, the truth must be known. We are fucked. You better believe it - because when people like me; honest, hard-working, no-bullshit, tax-paying citizens say we are fucked - you better believe it - we are fucked. And I'll tell you something else, I don't care anymore. The universe is about to barf out this fucked up piece of shit world, and it looks like we're going to get a front-row seat. What a fuck-job we are. If humanity is the universe's attempt at sentience, then the attempt is a major failure. Greed, avarice, hatred, fucking over everyone in sight (including family members), lying and stomping on other folk's to get ahead - on and on. We deserve to be erased, and honestly, as hard as it is for me to admit it - I am seeing our erasure as necessary and right and good. Why shouldn't I? What are we gonna do after we fuck this planet up? Go to Mars? Ever hear of the "Gulf Of Oil"? If, by some miracle, we should be capable of moving to a place like Mars, WE WILL FUCK IT UP TOO.

Erasure. Bring it.