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July 31, 2010

My room stinks of bananas. I have a new television. I'm really fat. I was listening to a story about the drug wars in Mexico. They get kids to be their lookouts. It's like everyone's willing to burn down the world as long as they get a piece of it, and as long as their role in it isn't too big, so they can absolve themselves of responsibility. I often hear about fighting against corporate interests, or against people in power, but I never hear anyone talk about how we shouldn't do certain drugs because they contribute to this brutality. I don't know why.