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12/12/2002 Archived Entry: "Wasting my time"

I could spend tonight talking about some of my history, but there's so much more to discuss than me. The only problem is, it's hard not to talk about yourself, or your feelings about something. I mean, I could write about my rather pitiful attempts to learn java, but really that's not about java, it's about my impressions of it. No matter what I am attempting to write about, unless I am making a deadly-boring non-fiction listing of something I understand, it's about me.

And that's what scares me about the news (nice segue, buddy! Segway?). Every single thing you or I watch or listen to is an editorial, no matter how much we want to believe it's hard fact. And people believe it because it's presented as if it's the only possible listing of facts there is. At the extremities people like Ann Coulter outright lie to the general public and since people would rather believe a conspiracy theory than hard facts, the world just gets uglier and uglier.

All I want now is to go to a more beautiful place for a while. But I guess that leaves the crazies in charge. :-(