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do not sleep
On 2003-03-02 at 7:37 a.m.... I occasionally go through spells of nocturnality, usually brought on by stress. I tend to spend those nights either mooching around campus and Thinking, or slumming about watching films. Either way, my personal schedule is the reverse of everyone else's, so I have occasional spells of three days in which I see nobody. It would probably feel liberating if I were ever awake to enjoy it. If I were eruditer, I'd Think Big Thoughts. As it is, I tried to question the nature of the self the other day, but didn't get much further than 'oh don't be so fucking stupid'. I've got a cold, so just put tiger balm under my nose in an attempt to clear my sinuses. Result: I spent quite a while jumping around, screaming 'AAARGHH! MY FACE! OH, GOD! MY FACE!' War! What is it good for? Feeding my inner conflict! Huh! Some acquaintances of mine went and marched the other day, but I didn't, thanks to the Voice of My Inner Dad. See, it's common sense that dictators and monomaniacs need to be ousted, before they get worse. Napoleon, Hitler, Gareth Gates. Be it Czechoslovakia or a duet with Will Young, you can't give these people an inch. So on that front, I see why this needs to be done. Lives can be saved, to say nothing of civil liberties and human rights. However, I'm not a retarded donkey, and am therefore aware that most of what we're told is so much rhetoric and self-interest, coated in oily residue (TM michaelmoore.com. Sorry.). I'm a politics/IR major, and am fairly aware of who bombed, mandated and armed who. However, I still don't know what to think, and am somewhat bothered that the only position I am apparently prepared to take is atop the Fence of Moral Cowardice. Remind me to stick to 'funny'.
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