So Emily and I were sitting in her mom's apartment Wednesday morning getting ready to leave for the drive back to Dayton watching the "Today Show". Now, I would never expect any crack journalism from the monday morning cotton candy rendition of the news, but they were talking about the tsunami in Southeast Asia and spent 15 FUCKING minutes (yes, I watched the clock) talking about that supermodel and how she miraculously survived, and how they still hadn't found her boyfriend. They interviewed her agent, showed pictures of her and her certainly-dead-by-now boyfriend, and talked about what an uplifting spirit she has and how she has been asking everyone if they've heard from him, BLAH BLAH BLAH. WHAT THE FUCK! There are over 100,000 people dead- I don't think we need to be so concerned about one person- who lived- whose soul job is to look pretty. It isn't like we nearly lost a nobel prize winning physacist or a pulitzer prize winning journalist....it isn't like she contributes anything useful to society whatsoever. It isn't like our lives are going to be lessened because her boyfriend went missing. She's a fucking model. She could vanish off the face of the earth and you know what? NOTHING would change. Try and have a little perspective people. There are over 100,000 people dead and counting... lets not dwell on the unfortunate fact that a supermodel lost her boyfriend. This country's fascination with celebrity disgusts me. There are thousands of children there who have lost their parents.... thousands of parents who have lost their children.... thousands of families who have lost their homes. Franky, at this point, I don't give a RAT FUCK if some piece of eye candy lost her boyfriend.

Somoene hand me a trash can so I puke.

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