What the fuck is wrong with you, you little cunt? I got online this morning because I was totally freaked out by these bombings. I’m a political person, but no one else in my family is. So I got online this morning because these bombings totally freaked me out. Damn, I’m 19. I’m “warrior aged,” according to my dad. I’m freaked out and a little scared. Retaliation seems imminent. That = bad, mkay?
So what do you do? You tell me you don’t care. And THEN, you tell me that my life would be a lot easier if I just did what you did and chose not to think about terrorism and death. Like not watching TV and not being informed about world events.
Seriously, you bitch, what the HELL is your major malfunction? How can you be living in this world and not know what’s going on? I can accept that you don’t vote because you think all politicians are crooked (though you’re only playing into their hands when you do that). I can accept that you don’t read newspapers or watch CNN because you think they put too much spin on their stories (even though that’s full of shit). But come on… it’s that fucking simple, is it? Well gall-durn, ah guess ah’ll jes stop thinking about war en it’ll awl stop, eh Maw?
God. And then you get mad at me for “bringing down your mood.” Fuck off.
Ace309, hang in there, man. My nephew is in the same boat you are, warrior-age-wise. I’m scared a bit shitless myself right now. As Red Green would say, “We’re all in this together.” Unfortunately, some of us are in it more than the rest. It may just be the only way she has to deal with it right now. It sinks into everyone differently, and for some people it takes more time than others. Try not to be too hard on her. We’re all freaked in our own ways right now. But yeah, I hear what you’re saying loud and clear. Almost as hard to take as the currently apathetic are the ones who are so gung-ho to blow these guys to smitherenes. They want to use my nephew (and in a few years his little brother) to do it. Gee, folks, thanks for asking.
What I can’t stand is people misreading my reactions.
For example-I found out about the bombing right before I left work-some customer said, “Did you hear we’re bombing Afghanistan?” And I was like, “WHAT? You mean NOW? Oh my god!!! This is so upsetting!” Because you know, it IS a scary thing-NOT that I’m against the actions being taken-just that it is indeed very frightening. And he immediately started going into a tirade about how these people do this, and that, and I just said, “Sir! CALM DOWN!” And he stomped off muttering more crap-he looked like he stepped right out of Deliverance, btw.
Good LORD! I mean, did he want me to jump up and cheer? Yes, I support what we’re doing, but I’ll be damned if it doesn’t make me somewhat, well, frightened? That this is real, and very serious, and I don’t think it’s something we can just start CELEBRATING?