It's All About the Cats:

Who woke me up at 4AM again this morning. Arrrg.

I surfed back over to USP, God help me. I'm still bored and disgusted. (hard to be both all at once)

Looking and listening to the....ahem....self-proclaimed "experts" over there, I realize that it doesn't matter who gets elected, this country is in a deep, deep ideological divide that isn't going to heal anytime soon. In my mind, there is no speaking to the "right"; they will not listen, they will not compromise, all they do is call you "crazy". So why bother? And I'm sure they feel the same way about the "left".

It's going to be a long Fall, given the way I feel right now. I'm having a very hard time getting behind the Donkeys. More and more I see the whole political process as a battleground for the rich only- "we the people" only get to have a say if we have money behind us. Little guys such as myself don't matter, except as cannon fodder for the wealth machine.

Mom tried to get me reved-up last night; she's all excited about the drama at the convention. Good for her, hope she's having fun. My disillusionment is pretty much complete- I realize that my civil rights are not going to come anytime soon, and neither is affordable health care- the health care being more important than the rights at this point. I guess that's my fault for not sticking with a coporate job such as Best Buy. Should have stayed with the big boys, to hell with the American small business, huh? Damn me for following my heart.

Why was I interested in politics again? I don't remember anymore.