Bill Hicks must be rolling in his grave by now 2003-05-21

I'm staring at a blank screen and I don't know what to write about.
There's so much crap that runs through my head all day, it gets hard to pick something out sometimes.

I think I'm giving up on our government.
They've pretty much tossed the entire year into the shitter. How can any man who starts (starts!) a war be nominated to receive the Nobel Peace Prize? I hope Bono gets it. I also hope he's drunk when he gives an acceptance speech.
Meanwhile... where'd our economy go? What happened to the environment?

Right... Nevermind... I momentarily forgot that apathy's the national religion.

I was reading some rules about the American Flag... and according to our Nation's laws "The flag... is itself considered a living thing."
Hunh? Does that mean I should wave back anytime it waves at me? Am I allowed to tell it to go fuck itself when it's being a jerk? Can I offer it congratulations or a cigar since there's a whole bunch of little American Flags running around? Is it a boy or a girl flag?
Does this sound stupid to anyone else, or is it just me?

I know a few people who've missed the cynicism on these pages... I want to laugh, or cry, or both. It's not like I've stopped being cynical, or that things have stopped being so rediculous that there's nothing to be cynical at... but it's curious how people seem to look to me for their cynicism so that they don't have to be cynical themselves...