You know I saw something on the news last night that nearly made me choke. Some company is making postcards of what happened Sept 11. I don't mean all the flags flying around New York and pictures of people rallying to the cry of patriotism. There are postcards of the Towers getting hit and collapsing, there's even one with a funeral. My faith in American people is now shattered. Fucking money grubbing anything to make a buck morons. Like the families of the people dead and missing want any more of a reminder they've lost someone. *glares at my radio* God would they stop playing Creed already! Anyway, it's just disgusting. Someone said on the news about the families being exploited and other people said it was disgusting. I hate people, I really fuckin do.
..............Um, things here are ok. I heard back from the British Consulate. They can't extend my visa, so when I get a job I need to save up for another visa and air fare. Oh yeah I have a poem on poetry.com, it's already been posted on LJ, so I'm sure whoever reads this has seen it along with most of my friends. Um....I don't think I have anything else to say. I'll end with this:
"Hide, conseal yourself
What sense does it make
To hide your ways
Tucked away from your lesson"
--------Spirit Creek The Masquerade
