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Wednesday, March 26th, 2003
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9:09a - i’m gnawing on the knowledge that i have been burnt
so i think it's official--war bites and bites hard. also, our president is a blithering idiot. but i think the real story is adrien brody. give the man a hand and give the academy a hand as well, for like, actually watching some of the movies this year. but back to the whole war thing. could somebody please explain this "embedded reporter" crap to me, please? because no offense to journalistic integrity and such but that has got to be the dumbest fucking thing i have ever heard. reporters on the front lines? i know that if they weren't embedded, they'd just go it alone and get themselves killed like terry lloyd, but i think our armed forces need to keep their minds on strategy and combat and stuff, not keeping sniveling reporters from harm.
oh, and moreover, these embedded jerk-offs are the suckiest reporters ever. i know they fancy themselves tough n' stuff, but you and i know that they're just a bunch of whiny pussies. like france. and bono. alessio vinci was on cnn the other day raving about how he and the marines he's with were in a huge firefight, and then they cut back to the studio where some military liaision was like, "um, yeah, see to a civilian, that may have seemed like a huge firefight, but really, it was more of a minor skirmish." *and* you know how they can't reveal locations or sensitive operational details or pretty much anything germane to war coverage-- i mean every other thing they say "can't be confirmed." unconfirmed reports from one contact that the iraqis are using 7 year old children as soldiers...one reporter says that the iraqis are definitely planning something big for tonight, but he doesn't know what...this one guy is pretty sure that there might be trained attack dogs...or else they were just regular dogs. dumbasses. i'm convinced that the fuckers are just making shit up now. the 3rd marines are now facing a horde of orcs! the big red one has survived a vicious attack by wizards on tigers!
god, sometimes i hate people.
actually, usually, i hate people. but sometimes with more passion.
"and the sneer's genetic...who knew?"
current music: wilco
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