We’re so fucking retarded. All of us, band kids, honors kids, Corona students, US Citizens, and humans alike. I see our mouths moving, but all I hear is, “I am completely unqualified to live.” Can we be any more insensitive? I am really disappointed in myself, disenchanted with associating with you. Learn to be nice, try really hard. It might be worthwhile. Pay attention to what’s happening. Stop playing the game.

Apathy is amazing. One day, after one book, someone will tell you that they want to make a difference in the world. Someone is going to tell me, I am going to tell myself that I am sick of playing the game. I am going to be excited, you are going to dance to a new tune. We will walk with pep, we will accuse the litterers, we will stop the destruction before it is too late! Until it stops me from getting my coffee at Seattle at my whim, I will do this. When this starts to damage your rank, you will appear well and good to all who look upon you, while their eye is on you– no more after that. In a world we we’re all just looking out for number one, how does humanity continue? Does capitalism have a place in our ideals? How does the public school system work with the thought of cooperation and the betterment of everyone? We know what’s good– we can define utopia, but we continue to claim ignorance. I am comfortable here, so are you. Are we really going to move?

The icing comes in two cruel, evil ploys. My generation feels far too jaded and put down to do anything about it. Who are we to say anything when we’re so young, “I’m only 17, what real difference can I make?” Conversely, those that are beginning to cross the hill are under the impression that it’s too late to make a difference. Cyclic, yes; cruel, definitely; our fault, you’ve got it. My only remedy comes (as it usually does) disguised as someone else’s words, “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.” Margaret Mead has a point everyone already claims to know. Stop being lazy.

The only real question is what do we do now? Servatis a prelelulum. Servatis a maleficum. I don’t know, that’s why I am asking you.