i was at a bonfire. and it smelled like home. and i’m rambling. but this weekend has just been so freaking relaxing. at the same time, i really miss new paltz. or parts of it anyways. i need a week off. to just be there with my friends and everyone. i don’t have enough time for everything i want to do and right now i just want to wear a dress and a cute pair of shoes and do my hair and put on some lipstick and go out to dinner. something formal, something sweet. something i can remember.
merrr, i need to start getting my life together. this is ramble-y and there’s hysterical laughter in the kitchen but my hair smells like bonfire and so do my fingertips.
You know what’s really ironic about all of this? Those “evil” Middle Eastern regimes like the one in Iran conducted surprise attacks on protesters to catch them off-guard and completely barred the press from covering the raids. I thought they were the “evil-doers” though and we were the beacons of democratic hope? In the United States the press has been cited by the Supreme Court time and time again as the “watchdog” and the very quintessential entity that allows the people to act as a check on the government. Without a completely free press, argued Justice Douglass, it is impossible for a country to say it is democratic at all.
I guess we know what New York thinks of democracy now.