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| ...the greatest of these is hope... |
| 10.21.04 (12:08 pm) |
Baseball Hope.
Red Sox beat the Yankees--sonuvabitch. Sure made my night. I even kind of like the Yanks, but it sure was great to see that series unfold.
I pick St. Louis to meet the Sox at Fenway.
Then, maybe next year, the Cubs will finally pull through. If the Sox can shake the Curse of the Bambino, surely the Cubs can brush off that old Goat, right? Right?!? Please say it can happen. If I was a prayin' type of girl, I'd pray for that. But I'm not. So I'll just cling to hope.
Fashion Hope.
What's up with the ponchos, people? Serious. What is up with the ponchos?
I wore a poncho in 1st grade (1975) and they looked stupid then. Please stop wearing ponchos.
Also, leg warmers. What the hell is the problem with everyone? They looked like crap in the 80's and they still look like crap.
Everyone I see with those things on makes me think of jr. high school.
I hope you all will not fall victim to these horrid, horrid "fashions." Resist. Do not dress like a rag bag fugitive from the 80's. You know why? Because you look like crap. You really do. And I laugh at you behind your back because you look stupid.
Oh, those Flashdance cut-up sweatshirts/t-shirts--tho se are stupid too.
Student Loan Hope.
I would like to have hope--I hope to hope to pay off all my goddam student loans before I die.
Ain't gonna happen, but I hope that I will have hope.
I hope that some fine day, this country will learn to value learning, thinking and development of the mind.
There's a really interesting article in the newest issue of Harper's (actually there's about 4 great articles in that issue--you should get it) about idleness. One of the premises is that unless it amounts to something tangible or otherwise generates wealth, the activity is not valid as Americans understand it. Thus, learning for the sake of learning, for the expansion of you mind, is utterly valu-LESS because it doesn't result in anyTHING. The author points out that even high school activities only find value with respect to getting one's child into the right college. And that college is only valuble to the extent a degree from said college can be used to generate money for the holder. The author had a great way of putting it--I will find it and quote directly rather than paraphrase.
Anyway. I hope that this country will acknowledge and then try to stop this breakneck race to become functionally illiterate and utterly ignorant of anything that doesn't translate into a monetary value.
I can, however, put a price tag on my education--I can extrapolate the number of years it's going to take to pay it off. I can lay in bed at night and think about the house I could buy if I didn't have these loans. The 5 cars I could have if I didn't have these loans. Really, though, I think about the time I'd have--to be idle, to dream, to study, to play music, to stare at nothing, to watch people rush by in their ignorant and illiterate haste to buy a McMansion in the suburbs and then not have enough left over to furnish it.
I think that is the ultimate physical manifestation of how hopeless America really is--McMansions without furniture. One's empty, ignorant, illiterate life on display for all to see--a big empty house. A manifestation of how the house owns the person, and the mind is as echoingly empty as the house. Freudian. Or Jungian. Or whatever. I was a goddam theatre major. I don't know shit about those psychiatrists and their theories.
Political Hope.
I hope, hope, hope and HOOOOOOOOPE that John Kerry wins. Please vote for him. Please let us get off this highway to hell.
Look, people. Even if Kerry does NOTHING while president, isn't that better than this race to destroy ourselves and the world? Why is it a bad thing to want to stop and get our bearings? It's just like getting off the subway in a new city. You kind of stand there for a few seconds (or minutes in my case) orienting yourself. This country needs to get off the subway and figure out just where it is.
Also, I would note that even Pat Robertson--that's right people, Pat "We Were Attacked On 9/11 Because Of Homosexuals and Abortions" Roberston--says he told Bush, the Evil Dark Lord, that Iraq would be a mess. And--here's a huge surprise--BUSH IGNORED HIM.
This is the situation. Pat-frickin'-Robertson thinks that Bush should actually LISTEN to somebody. Even though GOD told Bush Iraq was a good idea (according to Bush, anyway), and Pat really likes God alot-talks with Him frequently- Pat is ON THE RECORD saying that Bush didn't listen to PAT. Which could indicate that PAT doesn't think GW is doing such a great job as far as impementing the whole Jesus-type lifestyle. I dunno. Pat's not going to endorse Kerry. But that would be such a total smackdown.
You know, maybe God talks to Pat AFTER He talks to Bush, and is all "Pat, you gotta get over there and straighten GW out. He is not getting what I am telling him and that is really scaring Me. I will call Satan and find out what he might have to do with this while you go try and get that dumbass to pay attention to what I tell him. Meet you back at the church in an hour. Later."
C'mon people. Let's stick together here and change conductors. Let's put Kerry in the driver's seat and let's just stop for a minute and figure out where the hell we are. Probably pretty close to hell, but there's still time to turn this car around.
HOPE!!!!! It never dies. Well that's what they say. I think sometimes reality just kills it off, and when you keep hoping for something that frankly, just ain't going to happen, then you're kind of weird.
So Political Hope for the election of Kerry is alive through at least Nov. 2. Longer depending on the lawsuits filed Nov. 3d.
Over and out.
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