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So don't you look at me with worried eyes
'Cause I know we gotta try, girl
All I know, all I know is I
Wanna be with you

Eagle Eye Cherry [yes that is his real name], "Worried Eyes"

Had a good time out with faboofamily and plate_of_felt. I find that faboo's main motivation for inviting me out is that he didn't want me staying at home and moping. I'm not real sure how I feel about that.

I may very well have turned into a prick in the past few months/weeks/days/years, and failed to notice. Regardless of what y'all think, you must admit that since the gross majority of you are my friends, you're much more willing to forgive me my bad moments. I require thought upon this idea.

I also need to sleep, write up my résumé, copy Simone's article for GDT, my labwork, find out if/when ed's coming out.

I wanted to write something about this, our Nation's birthday. I wanted to write something about how I see this nation as a bunch of untapped potential. The potential for freedom of thought -- squandered by the unthinking, violent masses. The potential for freedom of religion -- crushed by a government in search of enemies. The potential for love and compassion -- turned to bombs of hate. The potential for justice -- molded into a witch-hunt which span(s?) oceans, turned into a War With No End, and the kicker is, we still haven't rooted out the Killer [oh yes, the leading theory is that he's dead, but sans-corpus, our Magnificent Leaders can just bring him out again and again for crisis or justification of the abridgement of rights].

How does the line go? "When they abolished the second amendment, I didn't complain because I didn't have a gun. When they abolished the fifth, I didn't complain because I had done nothing wrong. When they got rid of the first, I couldn't say anything."

is a delightful piece of satire


Done

PETER

A parable

Man picks up a stick, shows it to his companion, and breaks it in half. He asks his companion what he should do with the other half. The companion is non-committal. The man throws it away, on a lark.
He breaks the stick again, and again asks the companion what he should do with the stick. Again the companion does not give a suitable answer. Again the man throws one half away, just because.
The man breaks his stick once more, looks at the two broken pieces, decides that if he didn't want to throw half of it away, he would not have broken it, and tosses the half away.
At this point the stick is too small to break and the man asks his companion what he should do with it.
...

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At this point, I don't really know what comes next. What does this mean? What, if anything, does the companion say at this point? Who is wiser, the man, for his actions, or the companion for his words?
I just felt I had to write this. Sorry.

Although, if someone could answer my questions regarding this, I'd be fascinated to hear them.