I'm reminded of Corn's earlier post about hypocrisy. It was interesting:
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The practice of professing beliefs, feelings, or virtues that one does not hold or possess; falseness.
An act or instance of such falseness.
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I have gotten quite used to this of late. I had to, my laundry bill for soiled undies was getting out of hand. 9/11 changed everything. I peed and pooped in my pants and have been doing so ever sense. I'm scared to death. I hate America and our liberties. If we weren't so damn free terrorists wouldn't be able to use our freedom against us. It's time for some good old fashioned hypocrisy. We can still pretend that we care about our liberties and constitutional rights, but we can't afford to act according to them. The cleaning bill is just too great. Every time I go somewhere in a fresh pair there's a new amber alert. Kill them I want them dead. torture their asses till they bleed. I don't give a sh!t about anything. I gotta bet across town without another dirty pair. Damn it. Call me a hypocrite, I don't care. It's my life that's getting screwed over. It's all well and good to have ideals if they don't cost anything. But us cowards will pay any price, live in any prison, so long as we're safe from fear.
Come on guys, help me out. You're afraid too, you know. Look at how we hate. Just kill them and be done with it. I can't take the fear. So what if I'm a small minded coward, who cares, who can afford to be idealistic when you're down to your last pair.