Pitiful. Mom just informed me that there will be a bill to make it legal to drill for gas in the National Parks. Gee, that sounds like a great idea. I mean, really???? Ugh, it makes me so mad that i can’t even talk about why IT IS OBVIOUSLY NOT A GOOD IDEA.
All I can do is sing the song that Mom and I composed a few weeks ago. It is our own version of “America the Beautiful”, and sung to that tune. The title is “America the Pitiful.”
“Oh pitiful: polluted skies
over fields of GMOs!
Our purple mountain majesties
have been strip-mined for coal!
what has become of thee?
Suburban sprawl consumes us all
from sea to oil-slick sea!”
And more verses coming soon, apparently. Seriously, WHY?
Want to not depend on foreign oil? Then stop driving your piece of crap “yackahoochie car” as my Grandpa would call it, and get your cushy politician be-hind on a bike. Don’t drill in the National Parks, which belong to everyone. Unless you want to give us that gas for free. America used to be so cool. We used to be the big man on the block, you know– I mean, can you think of any other countries with as many or as awesome National Parks as we have? I can’t. But yeah, let’s just destroy that too and then go whine about how Japan or China or wherever is kicking our butts.
How come only politicians vote on all this stuff? Health care, drilling, etcetera… The PEOPLE don’t get to vote, only the old dudes allegedly representing them get to. How does Kasich represent me? I mean, really?
Does he even give a rat’s fart about real life people?
This land is your land,
this land is my land
except you’ve got money
which I do not have
so you make decisions
and I watch it turn to crap now:
this land that was made for you and me.
I think I have a new song in the works, yeah? As the DHFs and I were discussing, you have to make yourself laugh about this sort of thing, otherwise it’s too depressing.
Yours till I go truly insane from having to deal with this crap,