What the shit?!

U.S. army launches military operation in Afghanistan. BAGRAM, Afghanistan, March 20 (Reuters) - The U.S. army said it had launched a fresh military operation in southern Afghanistan on Thursday morning with an air assault southeast of the city of Kandahar.

A military spokesman said the timing of the assault was not linked to the start of military strikes against Iraq.

Like hell it's not. We're not watching *there* anymore, *are* we? Iraq - they're the Evil Infidel Bastards, right? Osama's in Iraq! That must be it!! Wait, no. We're fighting the Sandinistas, right? Shit, no, it's Manuel Noreaga we're mad at -- or was that Nicaragua? They're all commies, and maybe we can drive to Panmunjom with Hawkeye and fix everything...

Fucking bar-sitters.

Sure. Sure. It's only the end of the world again. Good thing I spend all my time at Project Infinity. I'm used to the idea of regularly occurring apocalypses. Oh yay escapism. Oh yay games.

Fucking gamers. Fuck -me-.

I find myself quite unable to think; I was going to bed, now I'm *really* going to bed. I'm glad I have a bed to go to. And heat. I have heat. And I'm not hungry. And I get to take a shower in the morning, and I can get the paper when I go out and have a cigarette and a cup of coffee over it and shake my head and glower at it, and ignore the fact that I'm well nigh helpless to affect what's going on in the world. Is it selfishness that makes me continue to fall to escapism instead of worrying about the world? Is it selfishness that makes my priority finding a job, not fleeing to Canada or taking the other extreme and starting life over as a human shield or a Legal Witness or at least a very vocal Paine?

I tell myself I can't change things. But there are plenty of organizations I could throw my time and talent and energy into that have a shot at it.

If enough people who're waffling like I am join them, things /could/ change.

I don't know.

bed.
now.
yes.