Fear

I fear that the election will be stolen by McCain.

I fear the world is going in the wrong direction. 

I fear that the world will be so polluted for my children that it will be unlivable. 

I fear that robots are stealing my luggage. 

I fear a large war is brewing.

I fear that I may be right about my fears.

I feel the need to reply to comments but 99 percent of the time I have no fucking idea what to say. That idea may illustrate my current state. I  have very little to reply to anything I experience. I believe it is a combination of:

1. A father who drilled certain ideas into my head.

2. Life experience. 

Ligi writes, “Bring on the bomb.” His explanation is, “This world is infected beyond fixing. Why waste your time? Plus, lets add some rebellious satire. ” Fuck it. 

You know what? I agree… 

“When the government says, ‘We need to change things for your safety… that’s when I get worried’” Someone close to me said that. Why such a huge production for something like this? Fear? Or is it? A normal person would say, “Hey, fuck ‘em. Let them figure it out for themselves.”  

Then nothing happens.  That may be the real reason.

Gotta love this. Look how far, we frogs in a frying pan, have come. 

(This post as been edited)This post is designed to state what is obvious… to some. 

• - Education is not to make you a genius. It’s to make you a complicit, easy to manage, consumer and worker in this world.
• -George Carlin says all of this well.  - 
•  At the very least… question everything.  

 I have to share a few new pics of my little girl. Damn is she so amazing to me. Sitting here and e-mailing an old friend, who I screwed over, big-time, many years ago,  yet he has forgiven me for my past indiscretions, has made me realize how precious life is. It has also made me remember how sweet my life has been. I used to party like a rock-star. Being a Dad is pretty cool now…and with another one on-the-way. Note to self: Must make fishing trip this year.