I have to say, I believe life is a great gift. But that more than suggests that we are responsible for doing something worthwhile with it. Of course, one person's definition of worthwhile might be another's person's definition of a complete waste. Or, in the case of the actions of those hypocrites calling themselves Republicans, crimes against humanity would be more fitting.
All my life there have been those who consider themselves authority figures, who have expected me to live the sort of life, and follow the rules, that they believe were appropriate. And a lot of that time, not as often as I would have liked, or as forceful as I felt I should have been, I have symbolically if not literally stuck out my tongue and gave 'em a raspberry. Ppffftt. Symbolically, of course. There are many people it seems, who feel it is their obligation to tell everyone else exactly how they should, and must, live their lives. There is nothing, I repeat, nothing, that makes me angrier. Ooo, I get so mad, the air temperature around me forms storm clouds, flames shoot out of my ears and nose, people run when they see my face, children start crying uncontrollably...well, you get the idea. It's why I had to leave Little Valley. Those behind that very strange town believe I was, and am, a threat to their existence. But that's a long story. Let's just say they would like my existence terminated, one way or another.
Although the last attempt on my life I actually thought was the Tea Party. I don't think they like me, either. Or my kind. My kind being, those who stand against everything the Tea Party stands for. They Make Me Soooo Maaddd... flames, yes, flames rise off my face...sorry. Guess I already went into that.
Anyroad. I suppose I was always a rebel at heart. To bring up a famous dialogue,
"What are you rebelling against?"
"What have ya' got?"
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