Of course 9/11 was an inside job. Of course there was a conspiracy to kill Kennedy. Of course George Bush stole both elections. Of course greedy, power-hungry, soulless individuals conspire to rob and enslave us. Of course everyone from your mom to your teachers to the news has lied to you your whole life. Of course information gathering and data-mining are running rampant, and Rupert Murdock is spying on us via myspace.
George Bush was right about one thing: The Constitution is just a piece of paper. It neither gives us rights, nor protects them, any more than your grocery list gives you groceries. We protect our rights, and have only the rights we are willing to fight for. But you knew that.
America is just a word. Texas, too. I'm a Texan for no other reason than because I was born here, and live here. If I'd been born in Ireland, or Bangladesh, I'd be Irish, or Bangladeshi. I haven't recited the pledge of allegiance since I found out it wasn't compulsory, in the 4th grade. I don't pledge allegiance to inanimate objects. We can burn flags all day long, and I wouldn't complain about anything but the pollution from burning cheap Chinese polyester. I would gladly overthrow our corrupt and irresponsible government if I thought I could pull it off. We could change the name to whatever, or the United States of Whatever, or my personal favorite, Mattopia, and it would still be the same chunk of land between the same bodies of water, with the same people that mainly want to be free and prosperous.
Those freedom- and prosperity-loving people are my friends, and my family, and douche-bags I don't care to know, and internet trolls that think they know something, even though they can't spell it, and other people like me that don't know shit, but can at least spell it, and people I'll just never meet. All of us ass-holes are on the same little mud-ball, spinning around the same hot little star, arguing over bullshit and killing each other.
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