WWII
I'm tired of movies about movie makers. I'm tired of books about
writers. I'm sick of stories about cops and PIs. I'm tired of stories
about World War II. I'm on a site that has a bunch of short stories.
Several of them are about WWII in one fashion or another. It is the
last great conflict from which you are allowed to make something
beautiful. Now you are not allowed to make anything beautiful that
comes from
something where so many people died. truth is not politically correct.
People die in conflict. People live too. Will you deny the stories of
the living for the fear of hearing about death? I dare some one to be
creative. Make a very interesting story about a guy who cleans carpets
for a living.
Friday Off
I didn't go outside. I'm told by my friends who IM me from work that
the day was beautiful. I leveled my character. I slept. I did some
simple surfing and read some blogs. There are allot of people
disillusioned about the election. I've noticed people who complain
about Bush think of themselves. People who say they voted for Bush say
things about other people. There is allot of anger. There are
anti-American blogs. People all over the world still hate us.
I've noticed another trend. People talk about America and they talk
about L. A. or New York. I said just the other day that The East and
West coasts are not all of the U. S. There is much more to it. The
people in the middle count. I still hear people calling Bush supporters
hillbillies. I'm not a hillbilly and I support Bush. I (sometimes)
think all liberals are fags. They are, of course, not all fags. Did I
just say something that is not politically correct? That's too bad. I
would watch my mouth, but this is America and I have a first amendment
right to air my opinion. I take offense to being called uneducated
because I don't have a degree. No body seems to care about
offending me. Is it because I'm white?
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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