"I would have liked... to see... Montana."

Fuck
 

We are turning into a nation of voyeurs...but not good, honest, sexual voyeurs. No, that's off the table anymore. We're voyeurs via TV shows about what comes out of people's garages, storage units, old barns...what they pawn, what they hoard, how many pets they have.

We are a limp dick nation of consumers, jerking off over what other people own, throw away, or try to hock.

I am on the next UFO out of here.

Surely better than being voyeurs to the latest criminal on the gallows, or the gladiators slashing one another? When physical pain is outlawed as sport, it's only natural for social pain to become the new schadenfreude.

Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavour
It happens to be like;
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies

Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother
Holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying
Why, oh why?
'cause I need to watch things die
From a distance

Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?

We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
The writers of stories sold
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance

Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain come down
Drawn on grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie

Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
So it is. So it's always been.

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

The struggle is necessary. If we don't have it on a visceral level in our real lives, we look for it in the abstract.

We are the protagonist of our own story. Lacking an antagonist, we must create one from what is available. Without a force of nature to overcome, we must create one out of the ether. Without an inner conflict, we must borrow one from our peers.

Otherwise, our story is worthless. Our existence is irrelevant. Our experience is meaningless.
I am who I am because of what I overcame. I am the one who beat this thing or that thing. I am MEeeeeee, goddammit!


There is no light without the dark. We can't feel like good people unless we have bad people to compare ourselves to.




Crazy, right?


I think so....

So?


Love thy nemesis, thy predicament, thy fear, for they define you. Even as much as does thy victory , thy perseverance , thy strength.

Grandmadigr (96 last February) fell at home and broke her hip. The one good one she had left, she broke the other a couple years back. No new hip this time either, they say she's still too old. Still in the hospital, on painkillers atm, which she does not tolerate well at all, she's all loopy and talking to the dead relatives and people we don't know at all. The meds got her wild last night. Auntiedigr, who stayed with her last night, and the night she found her, said she woke up to find Grandmadigr tearing her iv's out, and hollering at Grandpadigr to take her home. Grandpadigr died in 1970. Popdigr and Momdigr are staying with her in the hospital tonight to give Auntiedigr a much-needed break.

I'm hoping she comes through this like she did the last hip, with flying colors. She's a pretty tough old bird.

Oh, grav. I hope she gets real better real soon. :hugz:

Ach, that doesn't sound fun. Poor Grandmadigr - hope she's back up and fighting fit soon *hug*

Poor woman. I'm sorry Grav.

Bummer dude.

making my cross face at the thought she's too old for a new hip. Hope they can fix her up so she can be happy and get about.

aauuugh...

sorry to hear this news Gravdigr. I'm pulling for her too, she's got a good track record and good people around her. Gonna be alright, gonna be alright. :comfort:

Take her some whisky, Grav.

Or a spleef

I know how distressing it is when someone you love goes off their trolley due to hospital treatment. I hope it all settles down quickly, Grav.