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| I can include myself in this subject. People are
apathetic. There's so much going on right now that we're not even
thinking about on an every day basis...and we need to be doing so. Our
rights are being violated and if we aren't careful, they'll be taken
away. I'm scared of where this place is going... it's going downhill
quick. And I'm fearful of the day when saying that will result in jail
time... or worse. We all love our "freedom" so much, yet we aren't
doing anything to protect it on the "homefront." We spend so much time acknowledging the problems of others that we ignore our own... or maybe we do so just to keep our own from becoming obvious. I know this all
sounds rather extreme, and it is, but it also all seems plausible.
Think about how much our country has changed since you were 10, 15
even. That's been 7-12 years ago for me, and I can honestly say that I
don't think we've changed for the better.
So that's where apathy
comes in, and I'd like to suggest that the internet's popularity growth
has had everything to do with it. You can email your congressman, you
can sign an online petition (and I am not saying that these are bad
actions in any way), yet that's not as powerful as making a real public
statement. Part of the beauty in true protest is the risk involved;
it's the passion that results from that risk.
And here's what
really sucks: I'm guilty of the online petitioning, but not near guilty
enough of the real stuff. I suppose true change starts at home.
How ironic is it that I blogged this?
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| What you said isn't true. And that's why I'm defensive. It's been bugging the hell out of me that friends can say and do such awful things. I guess I'm learning who my friends are. I'm glad I have plenty left to distract me from others being gone.
PS-- I woke up to find hangers on cars and the house, miscellaneous trash strewn about and, funniest of all, three large "sticks," and by sticks I mean logs, blocking the front door to the house in an x with a bottom line pattern. I love friends.
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| New house! New (additional) roommie! We're excited!
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| For the first time in quite some time, I really want to go home... just for a weekend, but then I'd want to stay a week. I'm just so stressed here. I've been given a million things to worry and think about and with those come a million more things to do. I feel frazzled. I think I cry nightly now.
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| So, what's left to say? I think I'm bidding xanga a rather less than fond farewell!
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