Whatever the case, I have come to the realization that nothing really matters. Terrorists can fly planes into buildings like jets on a runway, yet life goes on. George Bush can order 10,000 troops be sent to Iraq along with a 20% casualty rate, yet more and more troops are called upon despite their own free will... who gives a fuck what one of those dunderheads think. A car could essentially hit a parked Dodge Neon and run through my livingroom window, thus taking out my new television set and your's truly neck all in one simple direction and magnitude. Who gives a fuck, life still goes on. Wall Street resumes in the morning, right? That's all that matters.
10,000 people are killed in Rwanda before sundown, yet half of my compatriots have no fucking clue where on earth said country is located. They did not join Oxfam international, nor Save the Whales, and proceeded to ask me what the fuck Hezbollah is when I strolled down the street wearing my obviously comical Team Hezbollah shirt. If you would so happen to be kind enough to provide me a 9-mm and secure location, I'll be kind enough to pull the trigger against your worthless narrow-minded overzealous two pounds of ignorant worthless membrane compartment.
Fly planes into buildings, call all Muslims terrorists, support obviously corrupt politicians such as Bush and Ahmadinejad, sarcastially make a remark about how you apparently care for other living things before yourself, and you might as well introduce yourself to Dr. Kevorkian.
Sleep is the cousin of death.
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