The Unbearable Lightness of Being?

Everything seems to hang heavy in the air this week. It’s not just the big train wreck yesterday. Everything I see and read involves the ugly side of reality. Tuesday night watching Frontline on PBS. They were discussing the nebulous web of al-Qaeda connections in Europe and how Bush is fighting al-Qaeda as if they are a terrorist network in the 80s. Then on 60 Minutes II last night, they had a story of a guy waiting to be executed in Connecticut, their first execution in 45 years. Train Wreck in Glendale Worst Since 1999! Deadliest Day for Troops in Iraq! Deficit Reaches $430 Billion! It’s too much. My system just can’t handle it. Perhaps it’s winter’s lack of sunlight. But am I the only person feeling this way? Malaise. Apathy. That’s what I’m feeling. I just don’t care anymore. Disconnection is a better alternative than having to deal with the weight of all of this. Because dealing with this means showing emotions. And I don’t want to feel. It’s only fitting that I’m listening to The Velvet Underground right now. Then there’s the guilt of apathy. In order to make the world a better place I have to do something about all of this shit. I start to process things, get emotional and go back to malaise. It’s a vicious circle. I guess it’s fitting that I’m listening to The Velvet Underground. All of this nonsense can only mean one thing: we need to party. Collectively we need something to boost our morale so we can go on and deal with reality once again. Because the more we go on down this road, the more we will need their magical purple pills to get up in the morning.