Monday, January 26, 2009

Watchmen

God. If there has been anything I've learned, it is that with unwaivering certainty, you cannot cash out your dessert ticket(s) in hopes of having cake, and eating it too.

The world is tired and weary of a United States' hegemony. They claim that the days of their supremacy are over, and it is now more apropos than ever to gracefully step back, quietly, into that dark night. And yet, when its economic woes come to a peak: who does it call out to? Whose name does it regretfully utter when all other alliances prove themselves useless?

You don't want a watch dog anymore? Fine. We're tired of dieing for you, for us, for anybody, anyway.

I'm not pro-America, though I appreciate the puritan dream-land its actualized, I'm just anti-unappreciation. We all live in small door ways, with hardly any room for any of us--the least we could do every once in a while is get out of the way.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

ode to an addled texan?