Politics. Hmm well I think it's wonderful that people feel the need to elect leaders to "unite" and "guide" our country in a way that is consistent with the voice of all its citizens, but lets just be real for a second. Politicians are people, and people are greedy. It really comes down to a simple equation of fundamentally two truths: even though I don't like politics (X), you have to acknowledge that they are essential in a democracy (Y), unless you want to be ruled by a dictator with a crazy name who raises taxes and rounds up all the red headed people and deems them unclean you must acknowledge the following equation:
If X^2 + Y^2 = 15, and X * Y = 5, what is X + Y?
Don't know? I'll tell you. The answer is chaos. Utter chaos.
School politics, what a great and totally relevant thing. A couple students who want to be able to put that they were student body president have a big popularity contest and whoever offends less people and knows more people will win. Majority of the time someone gets elected that actually tires to make a change but more times than not someone gets in who did it as a dare and does absolutely nothing with his position and almost gets kicked out of office because they show up to a school dance drunk. And I'm not suggesting a certain person, of course.
Politics themselves are so incredibly pointless at an international level, that having elections at the high school level is just a mockery of what democracy stands for.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Love Letter
Dear Taylor Swift,
Marc thinks he migh be getting the flu. Oh no is Christmas doomed? I hope not. I'm getting my Z Pac filled tomorrow, can't let that happen to the Kreets. *finger snaps*. I read this as 2 Pac. That would be awesome to get that filled. "How do you want it?" "How do you feel?". Very fitting lyrics. What lead me to draw this picture of Bugs Bunny? Tryin' clown and get a cent and so rather than stand forever flip the dime, you know? I can pinkle with the rain twinkling diamonds and thangs go plinklin enough to hold me, til' I'm, old and wrinkling. I heard the bomb but Marc was crunkin' with his fried chicken so we stayed. You guys dont want A-shan to touch the Boss' business. Coz we want to find out some things so we act like we don't know. A couple days ago on the walkie-talkie Fatty Rui said I was a rat. In front of the Boss and u guys he slammed a rockin' bockin' time. Did you see Jr. on them new 'all-days' he got?
If music be the food of love, play on.
Marc thinks he migh be getting the flu. Oh no is Christmas doomed? I hope not. I'm getting my Z Pac filled tomorrow, can't let that happen to the Kreets. *finger snaps*. I read this as 2 Pac. That would be awesome to get that filled. "How do you want it?" "How do you feel?". Very fitting lyrics. What lead me to draw this picture of Bugs Bunny? Tryin' clown and get a cent and so rather than stand forever flip the dime, you know? I can pinkle with the rain twinkling diamonds and thangs go plinklin enough to hold me, til' I'm, old and wrinkling. I heard the bomb but Marc was crunkin' with his fried chicken so we stayed. You guys dont want A-shan to touch the Boss' business. Coz we want to find out some things so we act like we don't know. A couple days ago on the walkie-talkie Fatty Rui said I was a rat. In front of the Boss and u guys he slammed a rockin' bockin' time. Did you see Jr. on them new 'all-days' he got?
If music be the food of love, play on.
Your's,
Kanye
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