{"id":392,"date":"2003-06-10T11:26:00","date_gmt":"2003-06-10T11:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sbw.webfactional.com\/blog\/?p=392"},"modified":"2003-06-10T11:26:00","modified_gmt":"2003-06-10T11:26:00","slug":"392","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mlwms.com\/blog\/2003\/06\/392\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I tell you what, something very strange just happened.  I wrote a bunch of stuff, hit what I thought was the return button, and everything disappeared.  What a lesson in impermanence.<\/p>\n<p>It is 2PM in the afternoon.  I&#8217;ve been up for two hours, and have accomplished little more than a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal.  I just worked a &#8220;quad&#8221;- two doubles in a row- and I am spent.  And I have to jump in the shower, jump on my bike and get back to work.  I slept at the restaurant, on a banquet, between the shifts.  You may be asking yourself, why on earth would I do such a thing to myself?  And I tell you, regardless of how much I work, I currently have $52.23 in my bank account.  Such is my financial life.<\/p>\n<p>The National Guard is gone from the Union Square subway stop.  How is it that the powers that be have suddenly decided that we don&#8217;t need them anymore?  How did they decide in the first place?  Do they really think that just because we&#8217;ve stopped bombing the shit out of Iraq that suddenly we are no longer creating hate and anger?  I just don&#8217;t get it.  I also can&#8217;t describe the feeling of walking past twenty Guardsmen with automatic rifles on my way to the Q train.  I always have my bike, and they part like a sea when I make my way down the platform.  These kids are younger than me by ten years, and each of them holds a weapon that could kill every person on my subway.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t want to give up on my country.  I don&#8217;t want to lose hope and run away.  But it seems as though that is exactly what I am doing.  I look out my window at this 74-degree day, the sun warming the leaves that now block my  view of the apartments across the street.  And I can&#8217;t help but think about&#8230; well, so many things.  The other day, someone told me that I was the kind of person who needed to stay, to fight, to try to do something about our government.  But I feel like I cannot be fully convicted in this fight without a true sense of perspective.  And I don&#8217;t believe I can achieve this perspective without living somewhere that is antithetical to the U.S.  I also, on a selfish note, would rather move to Africa for two years than stay in my current economic trap.  I have no life.  I am only a server who is too poor to do much but work and think.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve had new thoughts on my birthday.  I want books or classes on organic farming.  I want help paying my $410 tuition for my French class.  I want yoga.  I want any clothes that wick.  I want new eyeballs.  I want books.  Oh, yeah, and a wireless cyclocomputer.  And a trip to California.  And a pony.  Yes, yes, I know, it&#8217;s ugly to say I want I want I want, but this may be the last birthday I have for two years where I&#8217;ll want something other than bug spray.  It may well be my last birthday in America for two years.  I want a party with rooms full of laughter&#8230; ten thousand tons of ice cream&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I tell you what, something very strange just happened. I wrote a bunch of stuff, hit what I thought was the return button, and everything disappeared. What a lesson in impermanence. It is 2PM in the afternoon. 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