Longbaugh: You know what I’m gonna tell God when I see him? I’m gonna tell him I was framed.

I can’t turn my back on you for a minute. I’m in from the cold, inspired by darling gunn to fix my dye, so wandering on-line while waiting for all the coloured goo to set. I look and it’s like Warren wrote the news on an especially bitter-hate-world sort of day.

Australia’s on a second night of Race Riots.

The United States, (as insidiouswanker points out), “always so fond of criticizing China for human rights transgressions, just keeps on running with that human rights abuse.” As an aside to that, The United States now ranks behind South Africa in civil rights. (for counter-point: A stylish music clip setting to get the vote message across to South Africans.)

All in the same month, a cram school teacher murdered a twelve year-old student, a Peruvian killed a 7 year-old and left her body in a cardboard box, another 7 year-old was stabbed to death in Ibaraki, and a high school girl was murdered by a fellow student because he thought she was “going cold” on him.

As if to top it, the State of California has just executed a man nominated five times for the Nobel Peace Prize.

What the hell people? Do we have to come over there and fuck-start your heads? Make where you live a better place to be, already.
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Secrets are packets of seeds that require fertile ground. I threw his over the bridge he just burned

I heard the answer before he answered the question. I was right the first time around, when people change, it barely touches their intellect. Where is a notebook to spill into? I don’t have anyone I can call and cry to the sacred with. I don’t have a bastion of whole world at my feet to rely on. That was last year, this is this, the only now I’ve ever had. Too late. I swear into the phone, receiver falling into the cradle, heavier than gravity. His foolish answer, his petty games of justification. Cut. Respect is not a nebulous concept but simple. Unspoken contracts are trust, are the blood and bone of relationships. You don’t bring them with you when you fall, they are there to hold you up.

Okay – this just hurts my brain so badly I want to destroy things.

Marissa has sent me e-mail today, the first in almost a year.

A summary:

SHE IS IN GERMANY STOP THE CHURCHES ARE PRETTY STOP

IT’S PRETTY NEAT HERE STOP IT’S LIKE YOU SHOULD LIVE HERE STOP

FRANKFURT PRAGUE VIENNA SALZBURG THEN MUNICH STOP

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY STOP WILL BRING YOU A PRESENT STOP

Do you ever want to kill someone for something they have nothing to do with? Yeah.

I don’t think she understands.