But when it inevitably does (and make no mistake it will) I would ask you to call back to this discussion and perhaps then you will have an idea of how "uncool" I've most recently found Mr. Maher's judgment and action.
Enjoy the arrogance of youth as long as you can. It's appealing to your contemporaries I'm sure.
When it's ripped from you by inevitable circumstance you'll want someone with a modicum of compassion to be right there to catch you as you're falling "mephistopheles". Be willing to fall and trust.
It's a good thing. The compassion of the human heart may well save your life one day.
You make it seem like I act the way I do to look cool to my friends, and if thats what you think then you needta get a new deal, because thats not the way it is at all. I am the way I am for me, and no one else.
Why does every teenage have to be doing something to please someone else? I'll have you know I've never made life easier, or better, for anyone in my entire life. Keep that in mind.
Well then, I guess I would be a little more qualified to comment on this than I originally thought. Not only have I had 8 grandparents that have died(four grandparents, 4 great grandparents) but I've lost 2 of my good friends in the last 3 years:
Michale "Pup" Wilderman was killed at the beginning this year in a car accident, T boned by some jackass going 70 in a 25.
And the year before last year, in june, Gary "Goldman" Allen choked to death on his own vomit while laying in the backseat of his car.
And thats probably the reason I feel this way, becuase when they died I had nobody to lean on, no one to say "Oh, it'll be alright." I had to deal with it on my own. And after thinking about it, it didn't really matter anymore.
People live, people die, people are paralyzed by freak accidents and all that shit; it's really nothing special. It's not special because it was Steve Irwin, and it wasn't specal because it was two of
my best friends.
There are only to people that matter to me enough so that I would be sad if they were to die: Glenn Danzig and my Father. It will happen, thats clear, but it wont be anything special.
I've yet to see this "compassion"; I've been kicked, punched, spit on, dragged through the dirt, and through it all I was alone.
Who was there for me when I was persecuted for not being a christian? No One.(and don't think it doesnt happen, because it does happen, and it happened to me)
Who was there when my friends were all dying? No one.
Who was there when I was being punished for speaking freely last year? No one.
Who has ever been there for me? No one, nothing but music.
I may only be 18 but I know more than most people will know before they're 40.
Edit: Also, dont take this in a hostile manner, that's not how I mean it, if that is how it seems to come off.