The Truth Sucks.
You people keep talking about the Truth. Well let me tell you something: I'm sick and tired of the Truth. The Truth is Ugly & Depressing & Troubling & Sad. The Truth bums me out & pisses me off. The Truth reminds me of how bad things are. And I don't want to feel bad. Who does?
So I watch TV. Rent movies. Go to the bar & drink with my buddies. Engage in mindless chit-chat. Talk about sports. Football. Funny commercials. Beer commercials especially. Did you see the one with the talking frog? Hilarious!!
Fact is I work hard to avoid the Truth. Don't read. Don't look at the newspapers. Don't watch the TV news. Try not to think. Don't listen when politicians start squawking about what they call the "Truth." You'd have to be an idiot not to know they're all a pack of lying dogs. Who can believe a word they say?
So I close my ears. Walk away. Change the channel. Grab a beer. Drive to the liquor store. Roar around on my speedboat. Blast off on my snowmobile. Go fishing. Head to the firing range. Listen to my iPod. Play with the kids. Tumble in the sack. Go to the AOL chat rooms. Futz around in the workshop. Change my oil. Rent another movie. Watch reruns of Gilligan's Island. Sleep.
The Truth Hurts. It is Painful. Ugly. Troublesome. Depressing. Think I want to hear about the sub-prime mortgage mess? How we're losing in Iraq? Climate change? I need to think about "climate change" like I need a hole in the head.
I get enough trouble from my bosses every day, thank you very much. At two different jobs. More like two and a half. The wife too. A constant struggle to pay the rent & put food on the table. Heating bill almost doubled last year. Gas costs a fortune. Troubles? I got plenty. And now you want me to think about the Truth? What do you think I'm a masochist or something?
I'm done talking now. My head hurts from thinking about it. The Truth Sucks. Pass the remote, I'm watching the talking frog again.
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