Wisconsin/Chicago this week.
Last year I went to New York, California, and south Florida for the first time. I hope this year holds as many travels as last.
I'm wanderlusting lately. Maybe it's due to my lack of interest in anything pertaining to Jacksonville. But that can be blamed on the montonous routine involving the same old arrogance and stupidity with a facelift every now and then. Maybe I can't blame this on Jacksonville. Maybe this will happen everywhere I go. I don't know, but it makes me feel ok about the future if I blame it on this starless city.
Fifty years ago, even ten, who would have thought a black Presidential candidate would ever get so far, let alone win the 2008 election? Most of my friends on Facebook are McCain/Palin supporters and are absolutely livid about this victory, going so far as to say "let's all go to Wal-Mart and paint 'it's the end of the world' everywhere because Obama is the anti-Christ" (that is a direct quote, by the way) and "Canada sounds great." (May I point out that Canada has universal health care...) Well, my friends, I would have to say you all are being (well, for one, overdramatic and) UN-AMERICAN. Yes, UN-AMERICAN, the word you guys throw around so much for people who supported (soon to be) President Obama. If you truly loved this country, you would be proud of how far our country has progressed, history wise. If you truly loved this country, you would be willing to stand behind our future leader and be willing to work with him, even if your views aren't the same. United we stand, divided we fall, right? Our nation shouldn't be about blue or red states, it should be about the UNITED States. Together we can work through our foreign, economic, civil rights, energy, and so many more issues. We just need to stand together.
On that note, I'm so proud of how far this country has come. When Theodore Roosevelt invited Booker T. Washington to have dinner with him, it was a moment in history. Seventy years later, we have the first black president. It's amazing, and to see this progress happen only opens up endless opportunities for us all in the next 5, 10, 50, 100 years from now.
I want to thank everyone on the campaign (LALLY <3, Chris and the DEC in Clay) who proved to me no matter what age you are, you can make a difference. You don't have to wait until you're legally an adult to voice and share your opinions and change the world. And I guess I shouldn't forget all of those slammed doors, RFs (haha), rude comments, insults, and basically bullshit that came from people in general. We can, and we did.
Everyone who didn't agree with me or the rest of America, you're saying you're praying for this country. Well, I am too. I pray that one day people will open their eyes and realize that we can't allow the same bullshit to happen when we can easily voice our opinions and change. I pray that all religions and ideologies can co-exist without harmful words or violence. I pray that people will forget about race and worry about ideas and hope and the opportunity all of us have. I pray that people will set aside our political differences and try and work together for our wonderful country, the United States of America.
I know not everyone will share the same political views, but I think saying this is the apocalypse and that you should move to Canada is a little absurd. But hey, if you don't want to be here, leave. I'm sorry if you feel that way, but maybe one day you guys can realize just how incredible this is.
Barack Hussein Obama is our next president, and I couldn't be any happier to be alive. Love everyone, be positive.
Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.
Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well float on maybe would you understand?
The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.
I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.
I know that starting over is not what life's about.
But my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.
I want to pledge allegiance to the country where I live
I don't want to be ashamed to be American
But opportunity no, it don't exist
It's the opiate of the populace
We need some harder shit now
The truth is getting around
And each public school is a halfway house
Where the huddled masses sober up and up enough
There's not enough to fatten the cows
And feed all of us
It's just a rationing of luck
What can't be bought gets raffled off
Oh God good God shed greed on thee
Your shining sea turned a dirty green
From the industry off the shores of New Jersey
I got a letter from the army
So I think that I'll enlist
I'm not brave or proud of nothing
I just want to kill something
Too bad that now-a-days you just point and click
Swing low satellite
Hot white chariot
In the computer's blue glare
The bombs burst in the air
There was a city once now nothing is there
Our freedom comes at their expense
It makes sense, does it? Dollars and cents
They're stretching barbed wire across the picket fence
That is surrounding your housing development
Just in case you lack the confidence
Oh God my God give strength to thee
These amber waves purple majesty
Are nothing but backdrops for Disney
We'll look up close
It is superimposed on a blank blue screen
It is fantasy fucking magical
The dreams floats like a chemical
Through each snapped synapse our television past
That is beautiful no more no more