In an effort at self-knowledge, I'm going to trace my fantasy road trip fixation to two root causes:
1) The incredibly annoying brouhaha surrounding the signing of the health care bill. (Sidenote: Robert Reich is not annoying.) WHYYYY are people so eager to complain about a complex piece of legislation whose actual nature they are willfully ignorant of?? I mean, I've been a terrible member of this democracy for the past few months and know next to nothing about what's going on, but at least I'm not an old codger at the age of 23 updating my Facebook status every hour with a new complaint about "higher taxes" that's obviously straight-up copy-and-pasted from the Heritage Foundation twitter feed.* Ah, America. How can it be that I love you in such an embarrassingly bone-deep way and yet am extremely irritated by you on a daily basis. Why can't you just be an epic Walt Whitman poem that involves me picking heritage tomatoes off the vine barefoot and backfloating lazily down the Shenandoah???
2) I've been way too materialistic lately and as a result have been very dumb about my spending. So it would be nice to get in a car with hardly any possessions and just drive away.
*does this actually exist? if so, kill me now, and then please send me the link
2 comments:
dear fnome.
i love your blog.
this is the first time in my life i have ever commented on any blog.
...what a day!!!!
wow, the juxtaposition of such an amazing blog post with such a boring blog post comment above is really overwhelming me right now.
alissa the america link is broken. fix it.
http://twitter.com/HERITAGE
and no, the fact that the heritage is in all caps is not my doing. that's just how the url shows up. they're that conceited.
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