Fuck you because some dude jumped out a window and now he’s called a hero, and fuck you because some girl got scared and now she gets all the attention she always wanted.  Its like a big tearful circle-jerk with TV cameras.  Fuck you for surviving because now I gotta hear about it ad-nauseum.

Apparently there is some girl who was there at the goddamn Columbine HS shooting and now she is like 24 and tours the goddamn country telling people to get along.  She wrote a fucking book about it!?!  And people are eating her shit like its ice-cream.  What the fuck?

The fucking media is a big part of it.  I mean, they scream bloody murder when some dudes take pictures of soldiers doing highschool prank type shit with some captives but they’ll loop the beheading of some american guy by a pack of dirt monkeys over and over and over and over and over again and cheer with joy the whole time.

People, do you have such meaningless inconsequential lives that you will just get to be part of this one thing this one time and you base the whole rest of your pathetic life on it?  Its like when dudes get shot overseas.  I think some cops prolly deal with the same kind of crap.  Some people get shot and its no big deal, they don’t really fucking care, whatever.  And then there are these guys who get shot and it becomes the crowning moment of their life.  After that they can never be wrong because they got shot, they are always better than everyone else because they got shot, they know everything about combat and tactics because they got shot, and every stupid story they tell somehow eventually finds its way back to the singular fucking fact that THEY GOT SHOT.

Well I say to those people the same thing I say to these fucking sorrowful miserable masses of wannabe somebodies.  FUCK YOU AND SHUT THE FUCK UP!  I DON’T CARE!

Is it all about people getting attention?
Is it all about ratings?
Is it all about money?
Is it all about getting votes?
Is it all about feeling good about yourself?
Is it all about feeling bad about yourself?
Is it all about feeling important?

Maybe its just this modern life.  Maybe in a world where nothing matters that we just circle-jerk over every stupid little thing.  Orgy porgy?

Night and day no longer matter.  The seasons no longer affect us.  There is no struggle for heat, or food, or shelter.  There is no struggle for survival or to find a mate.  There is no limit to travel or communications.  People can now, unlike any other time in history, never leave their apartment for any reason.  Has the whole country taken tranquilizers and put themselves of house arrest?

Its like our imaginary life on TV is more real than our REAL life off TV.

I suppose in a shallow and yet supersaturated existence the mass murder of some college students would give everyone an excuse to deliberately ignore the real issues for a little longer until the next big thing happens.

Maybe its just me.  Weakness and cowardice and apathy just completely ENRAGE me.  Fuck it, whatever.