its something that never ceases to amaze. the usa, a world power. perhaps the greatest world power owes its position to one act. in the mid 1940s the us airforce dropped two atomic bombs on highly populated urban areas. fact. tens of thousands were instantly killed. fact. hundreds of thousands died on cancers in the coming years. fact. this was a war crime. fact. this was a crime against humanity. fact. very little in the usa has changed since then. fact. the usa owes its position of world dominance to its massive arsenal of weaponary. fact. the usa still is currently engaged in an illegal war - already death count on civilians totals over 1million in iraq alone - in order to gain control of oil supplies. fact. the us administration showed itself to arogant in the face of this - re: Greenspan "I am saddened that it is politically inconvenient to acknowledge what everyone knows: the Iraq war is largely about oil"... Greenspan seems to suggest that he is saddened merely because it is politically inconvenient to say thus.

The administrations changed hands last week with hugs and kisses and big camera smiles. fact. the two party system is the usa is a joke. fact. one party differs from another only in their packaging and so many people are taken in by this stage play that it is still working. already the crimes of the last administration are being forgotten and put to rest. we must not allow this to happen. oh but with all this depression and me not being able to go out and buy things i dont need i havent got time to think about these things, anyway, what does it matter? who cares. who gives a store credit card for those lives lost? not i. i stand with the powerful. i believe whats easiest to believe. i want nothing more than to spend the next decades of my life swallowing experiences like micorwave meals and to buy spend and be happy watching MTV and BBC news when nothing else is on the watch box and i want more than i have already and i want to be happier than i've ever been and i want to spend my free time in a mall browsing through lines of garments i know were made by our slave labour forces but they're cheap and so i can forget or not think about those people - who are they anyway to complain, they're lucky we gave them jobs and freed them from their subsistence living... -and i want to come home and browse the internet shopping sites and load up virtual shopping carts while i wait for a meal to cook itself in the microwave and have stuff delivered to my front door and i want to go and watch plastic models in a thousand different versions of the same film on the weekends in the cinemas and i want to get a tingling feeling when we win again in the movie and the arab terrorists are blown up and shot down (payback for our boys in iraq) and murdered again and again for my consumption and for all of us cause it makes me feel a part of something bigger and better than i can buy - yet at least cause one day i might win the lottery and then i'd really be happy, real happy with a swimming pool and a house maybe in L.A. and i could see the stars in coffee shops where i'd drink starbucks but paris hilton would be there and i could just go the premiers of the movies and then i'd be happy all photographed on that red carpet, i could be a star, i could be in the movies, if maybe i just had some plastic surgery first, then i'd look better, then i'd look right, then i'd be happy, but till then i'm happy anyway cause why should i not be happy and why shouldnt i have what i want?...

and in the time it took you to read that some poeple would have died of thirst lacking water, people died of starvation, suffered in the sweat shops or looked forlorn at a clock on some factory wall and thought only 10 hours to go now and someone would have just been destroyed by a bomb and a mother lost a child and brother lost a sister or wedding party evaporated in the blast of a bomb and diseases we know how to cure has taken more lives and it continues but really, it's a price we can afford to pay so that we, so that i, can walk aimless following the glowing adverts with their plastic models around the galleries of a town sized mall and finally be on the road to happiness.