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| ***BIO*** Juliaanna Vargas: I am a 41 yr old female born and raised in the fertile and liberal land of Gilroy, California. Being of mixed descent and strongly identifying with my Mexican heritage, my views lean toward bleeding heart liberal. Conservative Republicans can beat me black and blue, but I believe we spend too much time on self-serving social attitude and should spend more time nurturing our world with the idea of one community, one people. This is my story and I'm sticking to it. By the way, I'm stuck in Texas. Can someone help me escape?
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| Breaking It Down |
| by Juliaanna Vargas |
| My head is splitting with the information that floods through my ears and eyes on a daily basis.
Inundated with internet cacophony, a symphony of political hijinks, murder and mayhem. Trust fund bitches and over indulgent pre-teen nymphomaniacs stumble across my screen in an anorexic parade of skin and bones barely concealed by the latest in designer rags that cost more than my monthly mortgage payment. I am at my wits end. When will the world slow down to a cool, strutting pace. When will we return to our streets and sell the news, shouting out the headlines instead of being drowned out by them. When will we see the atomic blast that keeps threatening to free us from our high strung existence? There is no humanity left in the cities and the suburbs. We are all locked inside of our wireless boxes, pre-programmed for hi-definition bullshit. Surround sound brainwashing is making us murderers of children and defilers of the innocent. Sex is rampant in the internet age as we consume more flesh than Jeffrey Dahmer on a binge. Prostitution is a dying profession in the age of online porn and sites marketing adult friends. The hotel heiress is a rich bitch slut and we all worship at her herpes infested feet. She pleads modesty to the courts and uses the money she wins to parade around town screwing drunken oil heirs that scream incoherent nonsense at nubile young starlets as we watch the loop played all day and night, set to music and made into a reality show. I WANT MY MTV! Where is the fucking remote?! Viagra is the new wonder drug and more money is spent on tightening up the toybox and making sure that little man stands tall on demand. We let our minds go soft as our bodies grow hard. Research money is spent recklessly and still there is no cure for the common cold, HIV and Alzheimer's. I hope they never exhume that Playboy model's remains. I don't want to see what is left of her implants. When will this madness stop. The universe is spinning at a hectic pace and the riders are feeling nauseous. Someone let me off this ride before I puke! Greenhouse gases are called alarmist fiction by the Republican administration while Democrats cry foul and environmentalists beg for money to save the trees that will be cut down to make room for the next outlet mall, gas station and housing development. Meanwhile, gas mask makers in a Taiwanese sweatshop are preparing us for the next hottest thing on the world market, bomb shelters are hot on the real estate market and stocks in the company that makes Cyanide pills have just gone up four points on the stock market. Osama Bin Laden plays Where's Waldo with Bushes and we watch our children march off in droves to feed the great war machine. Its a ravenous, black beast with no end to it's appetite for bloodied and charred corpses. Georgie boy screams "terrorism" and "weapons of mass destruction" and we all stand in line to buy the tickets to his spectacular show of force. Excuse my ranting and lunatic ravings. I could go on all day, like CNN-non-stop-twenty-four-hours-of-brimstone-and-damnation-Jimmy-Swaggart-on-crack style. But I don't want to overload you. I was just breaking it down. |
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| June 2007 |
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