iHATE

I walk through thoughtless masses and my teeth clench (iHATE iHATE iHATE). It seems so many of those around us are immune to thought, conscience, understanding... We have degenerated to the lowest common denominator of beer, football, and America's Funniest Home Videos, syndicated, played 7 nights a week. Messages that pain is not only funny, but profitable. Welcome to hell.

It will not change. The tides of nothing ride in and out taking away all that we called culture and we sit and watch the beautiful sunsets... erosion is gradual, the beach is still here, there aren't that many idiots out there, right? The muscles in my jaw ache from locking out the screams and my fists clench and unclench when I see it happening... or see pieces of it, anyway. The whole of it is too large to be seen up close... everything is wrong. This will never stop. iHATE it all, and I am powerless against the tidal wave of idiocy, apathy, and complacency that crashes on us day after day, hour after hour, video after video on MTV and sitcom after sitcom on UPN. That is their statement: to sit there as an amorphous blob of majority and control. We are being eroded.

This is all I can do, all iHATE. I go on record to publicly decry what has become our culture, our lives. They can tell the world they love it... I'll tell you all iHATE it. Fuck them all.

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Hatemail - Send me something to complain about my crass, narrow minded, whiny, and indefensible views? Why? Don't you get it, these aren't arguments, they're stimuli. It's a gross exaggeration to stimulate a reflex. Savor the reflex, not the opinion, and take it out with you into the world so that next time, when you see the hypercool tan man in his Oakley shades and Nike gear, you'll think a little more about how he's been used and what a FUCKING IDIOT he is, and less about what neat shoes those are.