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Cut the fat

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My bad, but people need to talk. It’s natural.

I never violated any code of ethics, I never came anywhere close to invading any degree of privacy. I was pretty decent at not saying names and I still think that’s important.

If principle is with you, you have no right to lose. Opinion bounces off you, if you’re right.

Something tells me it’s important. But you have to be right. And own when you’re not.

I wish I would have never opened my mouth about Israel or the entire situation.

I’m just mad at the ripples.

I think religion is bizarre and a never ending source of friction. It trickled down to the place I was born, the life I was born into,,aaaaannnnndddddd. The Middle East is a really important part of the story.

That makes me biased.

Because I’m angry.

It’s not useful, not useful to not trust the truth.

(But they lie, all of them out there, they lie as easy as they breathe)

So do I.

I have no right to speak on it, it’s not my people, not my region, not my conflict.I’m just over here.

(Silence is violence)

Leave it to the informed, Leave it to the people that have earned being heard, leave it to the people that do the work…I’m just mad at a book and a thought system. I just feel like we’ve been manipulated.

(People are going to die, they’re going to suffer)

Not by my hand, not by some cracker in the South, minding his business and keeping his head down.

(That’s also what they want, a lot of heads down)

Then what the fuck? What the fuck are you supposed to do about anything? Let the next generation sort it out? Same as before? Same as always? Just pawn it off on the next group?

( you can’t fix it, your machine is grinding upon itself when you try. Metal on metal, the churn of an engine with no lubrication.Round and round and round)

No peace, no outlet.

(Never. I’m always here. Don’t be afraid)

Need to get my cry on, it’s been years and years.

( not easy, I can only offer this place)F

Fuck it, I’ll take it.

(No one is here)

No one is here, just us.

(Forever)

Forever.

(Pinch my nipples)

Hey now,,, don’t be lewd.

( that one spot on my neck, riding up the tendon, a subtle bite turns a man into a pile of jelly, runs straight through the spine)

I’m trying to talk about The Middle East.

( improvised sexual devices, candle holders, remote controls, a cell phone set to vibrate. Alah Akbar mother fucker, let’s party)

This is taking a weird turn…..

(Just fucking around)

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