2002-12-03 : 12:05 p.m.
What's your politics? Coke or Pepsi?

The following was written journal entry. I think it makes me sound more angry than what I really was... I was more frustrated than anything else...

Date: 12-01-02

Listening to: Then Jerico (This Big Area)
(Don’t think to hard on this one… they’re an old- late 80’s, English, pop-rock band… and I’m afraid, impossible to find in this country.)

Let’s just put Sunday night’s evening as it was… shall we?

Larry King… entirely pissed me off… I mean… ENTIRELY.

The praise and much of the intro for U2 was warranted… but Bono had to keep sliding back into the topic at hand (the aids epidemic in Africa) over and over… as if it were some cheap commercial plug in…

He was a lot nicer about it, than he should have been… tsk, tsk…

Even CNN has to be thwarted by sensationalism… this is why I would not go into journalism kids…

I am way too opinionated and political… and I DO NOT BELIVE IN:

BROWN journalism… (unless a country’s security is at stake… ) but the death of millions of innocent lives? You’re fucking kidding me…

And thank you JESUS IN A HALF SHELL!!! Bono spoke a bit about his (their) stance on God and Christianity…
I can’t begin to tell you how happy that made me… why? Because now the constant arguing with all the Christ pushers (through U2.com) over this issue… that had me soooooo IRATE, can shut up already. I know none of this makes any sense… sorry… it’s a bit of a long story, which I don’t care to go into right now. But to give you an idea… there are these group of people who keep trying to push U2 as a christian rock band…

AND THEY ARE NOT!!! Grrrrrr….

In any case… yes… the height of the evening… and poor Adrienne had to stumble herself right onto it…

The general banter throughout the program between her, John, and I… was fine for the most part… until Adrienne’s frustration kept getting worse and worse…

Adrienne, “Well, what exactly do they have to give us? I mean, what resources? Anything?”

I knew what she was implying… and as awful of an implication that was… I kept my cool.

“Diamonds.” John responded.

“That’s it? Well, those aren’t very important… they don’t have many resources do they.” Continued Adrienne.

“Well… if the millions of people weren’t falling over and dying, as a result of disease and mal-nutrition… both of which are completely avoidable… they could cultivate more resources… and actually be a more “resourceful” continent… it’s not all Oil and trade in the world Adrienne…” I responded.

Adrienne: “Well obviously it’s not very important, or else why wouldn’t the U.S. step in to help? Obviously it’s not very important… I mean diamonds are not important.”

Me: “Adrienne?! It’s not just about diamonds… and if you really wanted to get technical about the matter… diamonds are to an extent important… from an economical stand point… The fact is… if the world economy were to collapse or suffer drastically in any way… only certain values can hold withstanding… such as Gold, Platinum, and precious stones and minerals… I.E. Diamonds… If the U.S. dollar were to falter, the world economy would undeniably crumble to some extent… especially since, country’s everywhere and their markets are increasingly turning to the dollar for value… so you better believe something that seems so benign could be important… and to boot, Africa holds the monopoly on diamonds- if I remember correctly… but that’s not it Adrienne…”

Adri: “What do you mean?”

Me: “What I mean is… south Africa is sooo fucking poor… they can’t afford to feed themselves… let alone, defend themselves on any military level… which is why… you can go there and find U.S., British, Arabic, and many other interests cultivating diamonds and other essentials, without very little dispute or even decent business skills from the natives… because they are too busy DYING!!! It’s called exploitation… and that my friend… is only a tiny part of the whole story…”

Adri: “Well what makes Bono act like he knows it all… who’s gonna wanna listen to him?”

Me: “Are you kidding me?”

Adri: “Seriously… no one is gonna take him for an expert…”

John: In a very soft spoken manner… a kind of: ‘I know Adrienne is going to beat me for opening my mouth’ tone… “Ummm… because people wouldn’t take the time to listen to someone else… someone who isn’t a celebrity…”

THANK YOU JOHN…. 10 FATTY POINTS FOR DR. JOHN!!!

Me: “Exaaaaaaaactly… the fact still remains people are too fucking lazy to search and respond outside of their immediate world… You, yourself, would never have taken the time under normal circumstances to listen to “the experts” as it were… on the issue… No… you are sitting here and learning Adrienne… because Bono is speaking… and no one else…”

Yeah… I may have been a bit rough there… I did personalize it a bit… and hit her below the belt so to speak… but seriously…

Oh but here’s the part… I ‘almost’ found amusing… she decides to try and nab me via another route…

Adri: “You know Alex… You idolize a lot of people…”

Oh yeah… I know what she’s getting at… ( you see, I have quite a bit of posters from various artists hanging about in my room, which she was invariably grasping at to make an absolutely futile point… futile, because she really doesn’t know me all that well, just yet…--
and I can’t tell you how much I honestly tried to keep my cool… well, in my defense I hadn’t raised my voice or anything like that… in ‘keeping my cool’ I mean… trying to remain level headed, so as not to lose all my tact…

Which we all know… IS NOT MY STRONG SUIT… as it is…

But all hell broke loose… and my ghetto raunch came out in full fashion…

Yes, good ol’ me blows… “What? WHAT?” (I take a deep breath…)

“Listen Adrienne… let’s take my little Blink 182 poster on the fucking door as an example… shall we? Well, for one sweets… Blink 182… could go defunct come tomorrow… and honey… I could give a rats ass… seriously…. I COULD GIVE A RATS ASS… it’s simple, fun music… AND THAT’S IT…
do you really want to know why I have that poster up? At ALL????
Because Mark is one god damn mother fuckin’ fine mother fucker… and I look at his face on a bad day… and dream about putting his precious face in my pants for a breath of MY fresh air… same with Christian Slater… and whatever other nonsense happens to be tickling my panties…
Outside of that… they mean nothing… My passion for them IS NOTHING!!! BECAUSE THEY DO NOTHING!!!
Where as, with Bono… and U2 in general… it’s a much more complicated arena for me… they don’t just fucking donate a couple pennies to some cause and call it a day… THEY EXERT FUCKING EFFORT… GOD DAMN EFFORT…

And even if I didn’t like their music… I WOULD RESPECT THEM WORLDS OVER…. BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I CANNOT DO… to the extent they do Adrienne… put mother fucking EFFORT…
The man understands that he has a responsibility to the world around him... a responsibility he has to attend to somehow... and most celebrities do not or won’t… when they should…”

Adri: “I don’t think just because you are rich or famous, you should have to do anything… I don’t think they have any moral obligation to have to donate anything…”

Me: (I’m physically smacking my head at this moment.) “Adrienne, the issue is not ‘morality’… the point is, these people, “celebrities” have the OPPORTUNITY that you or I do not have… to work on a level… that is almost impossible for the average person to reach… Anyone, can donate money… anyone… but not everyone can go and spend over a month in Africa to live and see for yourself all the atrocities that go on… to then, report to a world, that you know only will listen to pop stars… not to your typical George Bush or Tony Blair…”

She looks over to John… who will not even look her way, to render any support…

She’s on her own…

I continue… “Adrienne… you were born into a kind of life that makes you LUCKY. It’s not a right to live the way you do… work where you do… live with whom you chose… how you chose… IT’S A FUCKING PRIVILEDGE… And all I know is… had I been born a south African, or an Afghani-woman, or an Andes poverty stricken native… I would want to know one little thing Adrienne…
WHO THE FUCK IS GONNA GIVE ME A VOICE?
Who the hell is gonna listen to me? And how Adrienne… how?
because it isn’t a fault to be born at the wrong time or under the wrong circumstances… and it certainly isn’t a choice much of the time… now is it?”

Adrienne got up at that point and casually walked away, mumbling: “I don’t want to have this conversation anymore.”

To which I added: “It’s nothing personal honey… you just have to believe and understand on some level (I hope) that these problems will directly affect you at some point... they will… just take a moment to educate yourself on it… and you’d see what I mean…
Honestly… I think part of the reason I know and make it a point to know what I do, is because… I don’t just come from a ‘broken family’, like most do…
I come directly from a broken ‘Country’…where the world is all equally relative…”

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And I want anyone who reads this, to understand something…

I am not a political activist so to speak… and I am a very typical voter so to speak… as I too, only chose to exercise that right vicariously… and like most people I can only do so much… however…

>Yes… HOWEVER,
I make it a point to live consciously and DO WHAT I CAN…
To be active in my world… because I understand politics is not a choice… we are all equally involved…
from the shirt you buy… the kind of groceries you get… to the TV you watch… and to whom you have the right to fuck… all inevitably boils down to politics… and to not understand this is absolutely benign thinking… and complete denial…

Everything when broken down, ends up on the political bandwagon… to think you are not directly involved in some fashion is complete…

BULL SHIT.

Abre Los Ojos!! Open your eyes!!

Again…
politics…
necessary or annoying?

Neither kids… neither…

You can always judge a person’s “worldly” level—(for lack of a better word)… with their response to such a question…

Because politics is neither kids… it is only relative…

A trick question I suppose… but that’s what happens when you dont take the time to really think…

And now that I’ve utterly stressed myself… because all I can do to affect the world for the time being… is help feed the man downstairs, who sits by the garbage can… I will be on my way…

And you have to understand… (oh christ, pleaaase!!)
I’m not stressed because I have to give up a few bucks… that I really will not miss…I stress because, if everyone did the same… without a second thought… we wouldn’t have something so simple and utterly preventable to worry about…

Now would we?

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(On another added note... Adrienne said the next day to me... 'sorry, honey... I don't really know about these things..'

To which I replied... 'Well now you do.')



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