I suppose that by now, everyone and their mom has commented about the tragedy at Virginia Tech. Like every tragedy, I'm tired of it already. I think it's interesting that the same people who complain about violence on TV and in movies will sit in front of their TV for days and days watching the same home video footage of a real life shooting. I don't know...I guess these national tragedies never get to me in the same way they seem to tug at everyone else's heart strings. Perhaps I'm a cold, heartless bastard who is incapable of feeling too bad. I usually go "Wow" and follow it by an indifferent shrug and a means of diverting my own attention back towards something more meaningful to me like reruns of Seinfeld. If there's no personal connection for me in particular, I just can't bring myself to do the whole "Hands Across America" thing and pretend cry or any of that. So yeah, there's my take — I don't care all that much.
In lighter news, Curb Your Enthusiasm still rules.
Oh yeah, King Crimson? Still awesome.
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