So a little while ago, I decided to sit at the desk and do some work. I was going to organize some files for a manuscript of poems, and I thought it might be nice to have something to listen to. My iPod was charging, so I decided to use iTunes in the other computer, and find some podcasts because I wasn’t in a mood for music. I wanted spoken word.
I tried The Economist, then CNN, but the solid wall of economic very bad news was just more than I could tolerate. Made me woozy. So I went hunting through the iTunes store and found some podcasts on writing. I downloaded several at random and started listening to one.
Publishers have stopped buying books, they’re laying off staff … blah blah blah … we’re all going to slide like pebbles on the lip of a volcano into the abyss of firey lava and die. Such was pretty much the gist of this podcast on writing.
As a child of God and a Being no less than the trees and the stars, I have a message to everyone else who can define himself in any similar terms:
Shut the F–k Up About the Damned Economy! Just shut the f–k up! Sit Down and Shut Up. Enough already.
I have considered the economy carefully, and I think the best thing we can do as a first step to global recovery is to shoot the very next sumbitch who mentions the recession. Unless its his job to fix it, and he’s ready to impart the solution. Because the only reasonable result of the constant barrage of doom is to make the economy worse.
Seriously, who wants to go out and even see if maybe, by the grace of God, the sun could possibly be shining just a little, when every babbling moron with a microphone is screaming The Sky Is Falling!?
Asshats. I am surrounded up obsessive asshats. And not a drop to drink.
April 22, 2009 at 9:09 pm |
I dunno Kyle. I still–I can’t help myself, still–rubberneck at traffic accidents. If you can answer why I (substitute we) do that, maybe we can stop gawking at the ruination of our economy.
Meanwhile, write on, bro, and now even more truly into the abyss.