Meditative analysis of the Fallibility of Humanity, Act: III
Where I reinforce my apparent apathy with irreverent, unexplained sarcasm, a maze of near-unintelligible adverbs and adjectives, and a plethora of irrelevance, animosity, and complete disregard for any readers' sanity, self-esteem, or will to live.
to be Irish
To be a warrior is to fear only what can't be fought.
To be christian is to know when not to fight.
To be a hero soldier is to tell both of the above to get on with their lives and quit duking it out over minute differences in the same opinion.
If everything is simply government/religion, then where is the middle-ground?
Last I knew it was culture, but the only culture I know of is full of drunken idiots or egotistical geniuses.
FOR THE LUV OF DOG GIT MEH OUTTA HEAH.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Beneath the floorboards, a mouse and his clock...