Today was a surprisingly warm day for January in Oklahoma. Things are pretty much the same as usual, except we had a shortened week due to having Monday off. We went running in the afternoon, which went fairly well. I had a hard time enjoying it as much as I usually do, just that there's been so many sources of stress lately. Ideally, I should just blow it off and not let it get to me, but sometimes that's easier said than done. Maybe it's that way for everyone.
And I'm sure I'm not the first person to wish there was some target for all this stress, one person that could be held responsible. Perhaps this is one reason why people choose violence against themselves or suicide- they can blame no one but themselves. But this isn't a good way to be, as violence solves nothing. I find myself wishing for five minutes alone with the representative from the moving company who sounds so sanctimonious and patronizing on the phone- but of course that person is safe in their anonymity, safe at the other end of the phone line, although he seems to think that because he has most of our furniture we'll just roll over and pay whatever they ask. I fully intend to drag them through the courts until they're ready to scream, much as we are from all the delays. Revenge may be a dish best served cold, but so is ice cream. And both can be very sweet. Am I wrong to want to wreak vengeance on the person who dared to cross my family? Should I turn the other cheek, or make them come crawling and begging to me? These are questions that have no ready answers.
So why the video? Well, I've got to admit, Marilyn Manson is a guilty pleasure for me, and a good deal of his lyrics show a surprising amount of insight and understanding of the human condition. Besides, I like heavy metal. This particular song I always liked, thinking it's pretty clear which side of the field a freak like me would find myself on. But then again, it's never that black and white. The world is in color, at least last time I looked up.
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