I sat down early tuesday night in a Loew's theater in Beltsville to watch The Talented Mr. Ripley. It had snowed earlier during the day, and once I actually got on the road, it seemed apparent that the highway was just going to be one HUGE parking lot, and since I was probably going to miss Buffy anyway, I decided against sitting in my car, getting a bat wielding rage-on, thereby ending up in prison for damaging both drivers and their offending vehicles when I could take no more of the inching along at .05 miles per hour. Wow...that was one hell of a run-on sentence. Anyway, I read for about a half an hour in the theater waiting for the show to begin.

When the lights went down, instead of immediate previews, what I became privvy to was a simpering, annoying Sprite commercial that urged me to "go out to the lobby and get some Sprite". Of course, I was outraged. I'd been shafted for 4.75 and I STILL couldn't escape commercials. At least people are still allowed to cuss and show full frontal fucking nudity in movies. When they're not dumbing shit down for all those little grublike parasites that we have to 'save from the ills of society', they're dumbing shit down for the american consumer. It's just a matter of time before Zic-Zac comes up with that new blipvert technology...Christ, you can't get away from the goddamn things! Oh, and like I'm going to listen to an athelete for a sport that I don't even find mildly interesting...basketball. Yeah...that's gonna happen. But I digress...

I was then victimized by yet another one of those idiotic anti-pot 'commercials' urging the message that "Parents are the 'anti-drug", trying to get parents to spend more time with their kids. If my parents had spent more time with me when I was young, I'd have resorted to drugs just to get away... 

Christ. 

Everybody's still touting that old TIRED ass diatribe of "In leading national case-studies, if your child tries pot, she's (insert irritatingly fabricated number here) times more likely to try heroin, crack, coke, or huff paint fumes. Whatever happened to all the anti-heroin, coke or crack spots? Everybody's so goddamn hot to get pot and smoking out of the hands of the public (but they're saying that they're doing it "for the kids" so it carries more weight) that they're using scare tactics as fucked up as the ones used in Reefer Madness, and Killer Weed. Nobody seems to notice (or at least the people in charge of policy don't seem to noice) that the crimelords during prohibition were pansy, candy-assed girlie men compared to the crimelords that have currently been set up because of America's drug hysteria. For some reason, Clinton has a hard on for the war against drugs, among other obvious things. It's gotten much worse since he's been in office, and if that neo-nazi "compassionate conservative" two-faced bitch George W. Bush makes it into office, every 7 out of 10 people in America will be doing hard time for possession of a pot seed. 

I think the commercial that disgusted me most, during all this 'gotta get drugs out of the hands of the nation's youth' crap, was the poorly animated one where they have this pimplyfaced kid singing "I'd rather eat a big old bug...then ever do a stupid drug". Who comes up with this shit? Like that's going to deter anybody with half a brain in their heads...Know your target audience, man. Where did you marketing feebs graduate from, the marketing division in aisle 6 at Kmart? Unfortunately, most parents are so busy letting the television and politicians think for them, that this is building enough hysteria to keep my tax money for paying for this idiotic 'war on drugs'. On top of all this, earlier this week, I found out that the government had been caught for offering enormous financial incentives for adtime and program modifications so that the anti-drug message reached a wider audience. Anybody that's not scared shitless of this, isn't paying attention. Any good dictator knows that once you've secured the only sources of information so that they only spurt propaganda to the masses that THEY want them to hear, everything else is easy. Hopefully, while there are still forums like this, alternative messages can still be voiced and heard. Until the day they silence me and lock me away, I'll shout at the top of my lungs from this small space on the net. 

It's the very least I can do. 

FICTION:

Jhada and Argent || The Model and the Mad Scientist || Gabriel || An Unlikely Pairing || The Worst Porno Story Ever

POETRY:

No Longer Angry || Depression || Run with the Moon || Love is a Virus || BloodDance || Diamanda || Murderer || The Watcher || Confusion || Dream || Romeo is Bleeding || Cribdeath || HoPeLeSs || Soulmate || Darling || Illuminate || Madness || Insecurity || Fear || Angel || The Job || Pathetic || Shard of Hate || Thin || Departure of Friends || Empty Life || Kindred Spirit || Why Bother? || Loss of Control || Lonely Girl || Loss of a Dream || Damaged || Done|| Excision  || Missing You || Jhada|| Hope ||  Reflection ||  History Repeating

TIRADES:

Sucky Movies || Relationships || Marriage || Shortcomings || Parents || Monstrous Brats || Barbie's Newest Trauma || Babies in Trashcans || Religion || Listening || Public Facilities || Choices...|| Grieving || Legalize Prostitution ||  Sports VS Public Service || Y2K || Abortion || To Buffy, or not to Buffy? || Enough with the HATE Already! || Christmas|| Valentine's Day || Love in the 90's || The Big Trenchcoat Freakout || Keeping Up Appearances || Presidential Scourge || Legislating Safety || Anti-drug commercials || Dating || Annoying Anonymity || America West || The Great Bug Debacle || Smoking || Anthrax, anthrax, anthrax || The USA Patriot Act