So since I’m Canadian and we had Canada Day on Saturday, July 1st and the subsequent day off for Monday-Friday peeps Monday, then July 4th in the US on Tuesday, I’m feeling a little down and depressed about how FUCKED UP this world is.
I also watched an HBO documentary, Requiem for the Dead: American Spring 2014, that was fascinating, because it told individual, specific stories rather than simply focusing on overarching statistics (which is a storytelling style I find boring and lacking impact) related to gun violence. Seeing specific stories told over and over again throughout the film against the occasional backdrop of a running tally of how many thousands of people died due to gun violence in the US during the months of March to June 2014 is sickening and I think it hints at how frightening America is. Here’s a link (click here to go to IMDB page for doc) to the IMDB description of the documentary that I strongly recommend. It will take something out of you though (or at least it did that to me), so be ready for it, since it’s not a casual night of after-work viewing. Not relaxing I shall say. I was intrigued, but left with a greater sense of hopelessness.
I needed a pick-me-up this morning. So looking at these very persistent reality TV people, who I’ve been watching since Princes of Malibu (Spencer…still can’t find this show to download and I really wish I could) and The Hills (or maybe even Heidi popped up on Laguna Beach, I feel bad for not knowing, though I shouldn’t) makes me have hope that I can’t always predict the future. I never thought Heidi and Spencer would make it in the long run (at least 10 years now) and not long enough to create a child together.
They’re a bit wacky, but aren’t we all. I guarantee they have many beliefs I find offensive, but yet beneath at all, from watching these people for so long, I can’t help but wish for their happiness and a bright future free from an obsession with very large crystals.