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chocolatepot) wrote2012-10-11 10:41 pm
chocolatepot) wrote2012-10-11 10:41 pm
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this is possibly too pessimistic, but I'm very tired
While Biden's showing in the debate did make me happy, the idea some have that the US needs to be basically the UN exhausts and depresses me. I am eagerly awaiting the moment the US stops being ~the superpower~ and falls like Rome and hoping that the moment is now because it would at least be interesting to live through it.
I started being interested in politics when I was about seventeen and basically it has taught me so far that there's no point to anything, you can hope as much as you want but even when the good things happen something will (want to) tear them down, so everything is bleak. Also I have a year left on my dad's health insurance and if we don't have proper socialized medicine then I don't know what I'll do.
I don't wish I were an actual Baby Boomer because I would not want to live through the 1970s and 1980s, but fuck I wish I could come of age in a time when I thought people could make the world better. Be a part of the two generations that saw people frequently be more successful than their parents, which made then decide it was OBVIOUSLY meant to be a constant in America and everyone should count on it.
(It must be mentioned that this has cheered me up enormously, though.)
Part of me wants to go read HP for some emotional comfort, part of me wants to read HP fic where everything is still terrible after DH and it takes them nineteen years to get to the point where all is well, damn it, for catharsis. Instead I'm reading a fic that's technically well written and centers on Teddy (yay) but has a bad tendency to epithet "the other man"/"the man" CONSTANTLY, as well as "the Gryffindor"/"the Slytherin".
ERIN. COMFORT ME.
I started being interested in politics when I was about seventeen and basically it has taught me so far that there's no point to anything, you can hope as much as you want but even when the good things happen something will (want to) tear them down, so everything is bleak. Also I have a year left on my dad's health insurance and if we don't have proper socialized medicine then I don't know what I'll do.
I don't wish I were an actual Baby Boomer because I would not want to live through the 1970s and 1980s, but fuck I wish I could come of age in a time when I thought people could make the world better. Be a part of the two generations that saw people frequently be more successful than their parents, which made then decide it was OBVIOUSLY meant to be a constant in America and everyone should count on it.
(It must be mentioned that this has cheered me up enormously, though.)
Part of me wants to go read HP for some emotional comfort, part of me wants to read HP fic where everything is still terrible after DH and it takes them nineteen years to get to the point where all is well, damn it, for catharsis. Instead I'm reading a fic that's technically well written and centers on Teddy (yay) but has a bad tendency to epithet "the other man"/"the man" CONSTANTLY, as well as "the Gryffindor"/"the Slytherin".
ERIN. COMFORT ME.