when i want to write, but not at the expense of pen and paper, i blog. easier on the joints.
i absolutely love the weekdays. this morning, i'm filled with a sense of excitement. i'm actually anxious
to find out what is going to happen this week. it seems to me the weekdays is when all the shit that
is going to go down goes. we start out alright, then we tear and rip, and are brought back together again
on the weekend, and the cycle begins again. so wait and see. saw 'elephant' last night. no words. so sad.
it makes me hate 'saved by the bell' even more. we were mindlessly reared, growing up, on that show,
and what did it do? reinforced negative stereotypes. suddenly, though this has always been true of the
formative years of junior high and high school, we were subverted into social pigeon holes and colored
the wrong way. no one saw the real 'me' or 'you'. we became the jock, the princess, the brain, the burnout, the artist, the nerd, the fucked-over.
then some outsiders, rejects, come to school one day, and senselessly blow everyone away with tech 9s and flames in the name of misguided immature ideologies. how tragic for all, and how deeply saddening. when will people see that we all need to be loved and listened to? everyone, not just the leaders, but the followers, and then the one who don't even want to lead or follow? never ever ever.
i remember when, in 8th grade, i ran for student president. i wasn't popular, in fact, i was ridiculed and made fun of, but i thought i could make a difference, and show people what this whole charade was all about. i was shaking in my shoes, scared shitless. jr. high stuco wasn't my territory. during my speech i made the day of elections in front of the meager entirety of the junior high student body, i said 'this is not a popularity contest. we need someone who can accomplish the work that needs to be done. if you want more dances, let's work with the teachers and principal and see what we can do. you want two ply toilet paper? let's talk to the janitorial staff.' yeah, let's vote for someone who doesn't have plush hottie looks, or a letter jacket. someone who doesn't beg for you vote with a fucking tootsie roll, jolly pop, or pencil with "VOTE FOR...' on it. someone who just wanted to do something honorable. someone who's reputation didn't depend on whether he won or not. he just wanted better things for everyone and for himself.
of course i lost. but the more i think about 'elephant', 'saved by the bell', and my one attempt at politics, it makes me proud and very sad.