Everyone Has Their Own Mantra.

Anyone Who's Been Poor And Gets Rich Is Stalked By Guilt And Fear. Guilt Because You Know It Isn't Fair, That Life Hasn't Changed For Everyone

All Penguins Are The Same Below The Surface, Which I Think Is As Perfect An Analogy As We're Likely To Get For The Futility Of Racism.

What Was Alien Was Being Ordinary, Being Humdrum, Being Trapped Into Appeasing...having To Crush And Stifle My Opinions, Not Being Allowed To Be Brilliant, Tricking Myself Into Mediocrity.

It Is Difficult To Feel Sympathy For These People. It Is Difficult To Regard Some Bawdy Drunk And See Them As Sick And Powerless. It Is Difficult To Suffer The Selfishness Of A Drug Addict Who Will Lie To You And Steal From You And Forgive Them And Offer Them Help. Can There Be Any Other Disease That Renders Its Victims So Unappealing?

Im Happy To Be A Part Of The Conversation, If More Young People Are Talking About Fracking Instead Of Twerking Were Heading In The Right Direction. The People That Govern Us Dont Want An Active Population Who Are Politically Engaged, They Want Passive Consumers Distracted By The Spectacle Of Which I Accept I Am A Part.