It's The Statue of Liberty: Tell Me What It Means To Me

I'm tired. I'm tired of turning on the TV and seeing war and more war and more war. I tired of seeing pictures of dead bodies over and over again. How many times can you see a another picture of a dead child and not be disturbed by it. It took quite a few for me and I'm already messed up in the head. I lost my patriotism.


FUCK!

If the Statue of Liberty was a real woman she would move to another country. Just looking through her eyes. Terroism and planes going into buildings. Massive killings for years and years and years. Having the same fucking view of things for decades. She's gonna rust and fall into the ocean. She's gone mental. She gets kind of jumpy everytime a plane flys by. She hears people talking in disgust all around her about the war and then she hears people saying how she stands there proud with a smile on her face for what is going on.

And the thing I find really funny was when lot of the people here in the Ununited States of America were complaining about the French. "I refuse to eat French fries because it uses the name French." I refuse to eat French toast because it's from France." But then the Statue of Liberty came from France. Hmmmmm, she's still here. It's times like these I wished I was in Antartica. At least there I won't have to worry about watching more dead children on TV or watching another fucking article on Mel Gibson. Since I started, why not finish.....

Who the fuck cares about what he says about the Jews. For fucking crying out loud people get a fucking life. Everybody has said fuck the Jews and told them that they were the reason behind all the wars. Even I said that like a million times today. In all seriousness, I'm not racist. Unlike the Jew hating Mel Gibson. How can you say that after making Passion of the Christ. Ok, ok I let it end there.

Well that is me venting today. I feel so much better right now.