Divine Rebellion

The recent rioting in France fills me with joy. There is nothing in this world as satisfying to me as youth rebellion. It is almost spiritual, may I dear call it Divine, when the young oppressed masses, and the children of the oppressed, gather with content by the ashes of a simple catalyst. Be it martyrdom, like the spark that rekindled the French rioters, or simply unconformity. All civil unrest is beautiful to me.

Sadly in the U.S. our desire to rebel has been breed out of us. But that doesn’t mean that we don’t rebel in our own way. The unifying theme in all rebellions is the willingness of the individual to sacrifice what little they have, usually their lives, to right an injustice. It all comes down to the words of Patrick Henry, “give me liberty or give me death”.

The Transcendental Idealism of Artificial Chemicals

It's about 3:30 AM, and I'm half stoned half naked and coming down from my adderall rush while listening to Matthew Good. Sounds like a party right? Wrong. For most of my life I have been completely against artificial chemical highs. I've always found the "War on Drugs" to be hypocritical. How do we dare look down on the local pothead while praising the coked up executive and his tranquilized wife? The American Dream is a nightmare forcing us to self-medicate just to make daily life bearable. Or maybe I'm just upset that I can't bear the monotony of my school work without adderall.