Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Fear and Loathing
Where I live both sides of the road are always clogged up with cars. Because of how long and straight the road is, meeting another car often results in one of those narky face-offs where one car has to reverse to let the other past. I sit there and fume about this, but do I get out and walk instead? No. And why not? Because not only do I contribute to the problem, in my car, I am the problem, me and my car, and even enjoy it. Fear, loathing and paranoia are my life. They are I and I am they.
The great thing about paranoia is how you are the one person you can always rely on to let you(rself) down. Or as Woody Allen said when he was still funny, the only thing between my goal and me is me.