"...you're no match for that sulky girl..."
might


15 March 2004 16:53 atrocity
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it's springtime, and because my particular depression tends to worsen as the weather improves, springtime has become my time to read about atrocities. that's right. you got a problem with it? wanna fight about it?

over the weekend, i read a book about ww ii internment camps for the japanese. and i cried. now, because turnaround is fair play, i am reading about the rape of nanking, and even looking at the photographic plates made me gasp and cry. so that's going well, and if the mood doesn't lift, i still have a book on the jim crow south and one on genocide in general to get me through the next few weeks.

i have taken to bothering people at work about sustainable agriculture. i know a lot now, and yet i continue to eat. because i like food, and i don't want to have to bake my own graham crackers and mash my own peanut butter just because monsanto has contaminated the entire planet with genetically modified matter and then will sue all of us to try and take our mutated genes from us. then we will all belong to monsanto and it will be just like jennifer government which was an okay book but more scary than an actual good read (like how i got the book review in there?).

people are assholes. maybe that's what spring means to me.

love, might

p.s. i once chewed up a bunch of peanuts, spit them out, and told my brother it was "homemade peanut butter."

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