Tuesday, May 12, 2009

A Concise Questionarre for Mice

What motivates you to be compelled to help others?

Well actually working on the street helps quite a bit 'cause I see the apathy that is so rampant with people in not just North America but in the world. People are apathetic and I think it's because they're not exposed to enough. Well maybe they're exposed to enough but not in the right way, not in the way that captures their imagination and really forces them to act. I'm gonna be trying to bring some of what I learn and the way I feel about these things through people I meet and with things that I do. Let me explain the roots of my loathing: The first day I moved in, I realized I was in trouble. It was July 1st, and a sweltering 95 or so degrees. I am carrying heavy boxes, and therefore wearing shorts, a tank top, and a bandanna. I instantly begin getting nasty stares from my neighbors

What are some ways you, or we, can help combat this apathy?

He worked at a moped store, fucked up hair all wrapped in a layer of American Apparel clothing. I love to see the look of repulsion and disappointment on their faces the first time they hear me speak.

Does this whole cohesiveness start with understanding?

Of course. Everything starts with education. You have to know the faults before you can change them. I hope. Naturally they buy cheap bikes, cheap used clothes,
and cut their own hair (or not) to appease this guilt. Who the fuck
do they think they're fooling?

You know those baby blocks where you have to put the square through the square hole and the triangle through the triangle hole?

There was SO much media coverage, the guy I was with alone was photographed a million times and interviewed. They want everyone to bring a boombox and play Neil Diamond's "Coming to America" while dancing, juggling, wearing capes, and just being gay overall. I'm not really sure what the point of it all is, but just thought you might want to know.