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Sunday, November 04, 2007


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A bunch of selfish bastards walk this Earth.
(and that includes you reading this, mister)



I've been wondering for a few days now. Why spend hundreds of millions on an indoor sports stadium, on the integrated resorts, on the many material objects the country could very well do without; when there are poor starving kids in Africa, when in the US alone, 13million kids go to sleep hungry each night?

It bugged me. It made me stay up thinking. If I were one of those 13 million children, I would be hating the world right now. I would be cursing at everyone, screaming injustice to the skies in the desperate hopes that the stars would hear me. Or maybe I would be too hungry to think anymore, so much so that it dulled my senses, that I resigned to my starving fate.

Is that how the world treats kids? By starving them into resignation? The sad truth is, no. Only the unlucky kids, which consist of over 30 million children.

Thirty Million Children are going to bed hungry and have resigned to their fate simply because the world has turned its back on them. Thirty Million Children are going to bed hungry because nobody buys them food. Thirty Million Children are going to bed hungry because you, yes you, have just bought a hundred dollar dress, a two thousand dollar laptop, a five hundred dollar phone. If everyone just gave a single dollar, it would make a difference in their lives, but the world is just too fucking selfish to deliver. (Yes, the people who actually find it in their hearts to do something about it, kudos to you. I sincerely, honestly respect you.)

It hit me when I was picking out my electric guitar and choosing two hamsters for my sister's birthday. Thirty Million Children are starving. Yet, because I'm a selfish, self-absorbed bastard, I'm spending two hundred on a guitar and twenty on hamsters. Instead of using the money to feed poor homeless kids, I'm buying myself entertainment, pleasure, contentment and comfort. Instead of using the money to make others' lives better, I'm taking two other lives into my hands.

To those Thirty Million kids, do you know why you're becoming skinnier and skinnier as the days go by? Do you know why you go to bed crying each night with bloated stomachs and painful diseases? Do you know why your friends are stripping the trees down like deer in winter?

Because the world would rather pay for entertainment and comfort rather than for a cause they cannot see, that is not an active eyesore in society. Because the world would rather ignore something that they have failed at so disappointingly and obviously, and revel instead in the shameful glory of the things in which they have succeeded.

Because the world is just too fucking selfish for its own good.








| so spoken! @ 10:01 PM|

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