Would you like me more if I was a Democrat?

When I have children I am not going to let them watch Robin Hood.  I don’t want them thinking stealing from the rich can be justified in any way, even if you’re giving it away to poor folk.  Yeah, that King John was a real bastard.  But that’s his money.  You can’t steal it. 

I don’t know why this idea is so popular and trendy, especially among people my age.  I saw this movie almost a year ago and this one line has stuck with me.  The movie is called The Edukators.  It’s a German film about kids in their 20s who just want to change the world.  They are sick of the injustices that go on in the world, so they protest daily in the streets.  They hand out flyers and try to make people aware.  No harm in that, right?  They take it one step further, though.  The three of them find out when rich families are going to be gone on vacation or something.  The kids break into the home, rearrange their furniture and put random things in random places just to freak them out a bit.  Then they leave a note that says, “Your days of plenty are numbered.”  They don’t steal anything.  They just want to teach them a lesson.  One of the wealthy victims of these bizarre crimes says the line that stuck with me:  “If you’re older than 30 and a Democrat, you’re an idiot.  If you’re younger than 30 and a Republican, you’re heartless.”  (It goes something like that.)  Anyway, when I watched that I thought, “That’s so true!” 

But I’d like to add on to that.  Not only are you considered compassionate as a young person Democrat, but trendy.  So trendy, in fact, that you would never find a McCain t-shirt in a young clothing store.  But look around and you’re bound to find Obama shirts promising hope.  Hope for what, by the way?  Yeah, I know our country has definitely taken a turn for the worse after some bad administrations and really disastrous decisions.  And I know we’re in an economic recession.  But these kids that are wearing HOPE t-shirts aren’t in too much trouble, right?  They have enough money to buy a $38 t-shirt at Urban Outfitters.  (It’s just a cotton tee with Obama’s face screen printed on it…and probably made by tiny, pitiful children in India, by the way.)  This is a nation-wide store.  Not just in blue California, where the sun shines bright and you’re cool if you wear skinny jeans, huge sunglasses, and hold two fingers up in a peace sign (which is the equivalent to the giving the middle finger in England.) 

Let’s talk about California a little bit, shall we?  But more specifically, let’s talk about Hollywood.  I have been asking myself this question for some time now:  why are all the celebrities Democrats?  Seriously, almost all of them.  Most of these people are making well over $250,000 a year.  And if Obama is president they will be taxed more than anyone else in the nation.  Why are they okay with this?  They worked damn hard for their money, and they are fine with throwing it all away.  Oh, I’m sorry.  They’re okay with giving it to the poor people.  Well, okay, let’s clarify even more.  They’re okay with giving it to the government who promises to give it to the poor people, after they’ve finished using it up for their pet projects and think tanks and what not.  In the latest issue of Bazaar magazine, Drew Barrymore is featured advocating Obama.  She wears a t-shirt that says “Time For A Change.”  That’s great.  She wants change.  Who doesn’t?  I want to change our situation as much as anyone else.  Drew and I want change in different ways, sure.  I just don’t have magazines chasing after me to do a photoshoot and article about how I love America.  I have this blog though.  Which a million people read.  So I’m lucky.  Drew does say in the article, “I stay under the radar as much as this celebrity bullshit will let me, and I don’t thump on every cause.”  Okay.  Sure.  I haven’t heard her yelling at me for not driving a Prius.  But I do get that enough from every other celebrity in Hollywood.  But here’s something else Drew says:  “I can’t imagine why we all don’t desperately want to take care of each other.”  Well, yeah, when you say it like that I sound incredibly heartless for being conservative.  Not to mention like, totally, uncool man.  (By the by, I’m all for helping people out.  I’m not a total Rand fanatic.  I just don’t think government should have anything to do with it.)

In short (not really at all actually), if you want to be cool, go to an art show, wear peace sign earrings, your new Obama t-shirt, vintage exercise shorts, Toms shoes, and big, expensive sunglasses.  Oh and ride your bike.  Because you alone will save this globe from burning.  It is virtually impossible to be a conservative hipster.  

A Bunch of Junk No One Cares About

Is it weird that I feel guilty about not posting?  Especially when my valuable time is being spent on fun stuff like homework?  Yes.  I do have a few things to say though.  Nothing profound.

1)  I am scared of the squirrels in our complex.  The other day I played Chicken with this vicious one every time I walked back and forth from my door while doing laundry.  I won.  But I was very frightened.  And from my squeals I am probably deemed the pansy on the block.

2)  I hate horrible teachers.  Why am I paying someone to read to me from a book that I purchased for $120?  (Actually, that's a lie.  I paid $3.50 for the same book on www.half.com.  But everyone else paid $120.)  You know a teacher is bad when you ask a question and her answer only confuses you more.  "Do you understand now?"  "Um, no."  She explains again.  Then, "Now do you understand?"  "Um...I'll just read it in the book."

3)  I'm sick of this election.  I'm sick of watching a man in a red tie and a man in a blue tie ultimately promising the same disaster for us all.  I just want my freedoms.  Is that so much to ask?  I just want my innate rights to be protected from a small government.  Simple, I think.  (While we're on the subject, I've gone and confused myself and started looking at Bob Barr, the Libertarian candidate.  I found myself nodding along to his entire website.  My neck hurt.  But it was a nice change from shaking my head frantically at Obama's and even McCain's sites.)  So yeah, I want November 4th of 2008 to be gone.  But, I don't want to skip October 31...which brings me to...

4)  I love Halloween.  Might be my favorite holiday.  My roommates and another friend were all going to dress up like The Golden Girls (I was going to be Sofia) but they bailed.  I guess they weren't down for dressing like frumpy old ladies.  I can't wait to be a real frumpy old lady.  In real life.  I can complain all I want and I won't be considered negative, but quite endearing.  

5)  I don't know.  I feel there should be a 5th one.  Um.  Oh.  I really want to make movies.  Forever.  Oh damn, I thought of a 6th one now.  I  guess this one goes along with the movie theme.  I just watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail for my first time.  I know.  I don't know who was keeping it from me for 20 years.  Damn it!  I thought of another one!  But this goes with movies, too.  So don't worry.  I watched The Purple Rose of Cairo again this past weekend.  It has officially moved into my top 3 movies list.  I love it so much.  I was smiling through the entire movie like some dumb child.  Except in the end.  The end is sad.  But that's life, you know?  

To wrap up, I hope you didn't read this.  It was terribly boring.  I apologize.  

Funny To Me

In chapel the other day there were a bunch of flags walking down the aisles to the sound of "cultural songs."  (something about spreading our love to the other nations of the world) For the continent of Europe, a French song was played.  But the song said stuff like "you bastard, you left me for another girl...but I still love you...remember when we slept together..." that type of stuff.  Funny.