So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
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When I was a child, my mom often said to me, " Keep away from the stone lantern! " -"Why not?"
Hm... "A frog in a well does not know a bigger well !?" -"Why not?"
I think that I used to come here often about one-two years ago. I remember this snoopy well. ;9 I like your site.
Henry spotted something with more interest than the bloke with the camera. The other kid looks good. You also managed to cut Jens' head off though.
Frogs,frogs, your mother likes frogs.
I wasn't aware of the fact, that you and your family are in Japan.
Well,not until I noticed your blog name and location over there on Nathalie's blog.(I must have missed a post...)
What a nice photograph and once again thought-provoking quote(s).
Thanks, for sharing!
Bai-bai
DeeDee ;-D