Workin' so hard like a soldier,
Can't afford a thing on TV...
Grrr... I'm feelin' aggravated this morning. I wish Dubya would stop giving Sharon carte blanche to eliminate Palestinians and indefinitely postpone negotiations. It's shameful and appalling that Israel is being allowed to treat Arafat, and more importantly the innocent Palestinian people, in so inhumane a manner. Yes, Israel has a right to defend itself, and yes, the suicide bombings must stop immediately. But Malaysia's prime minister, Mahathir Mohamad, hit the nail squarely on the head when, during his speech at the OIC summit, he referred to both the Palestinian suicide bombings and the Israeli actions as terrorism and suggested that all violence directed against civilians should be considered terrorism. Makes sense to me. But I guess that's too broad a definition for Dubya and his cohorts and allies, and that's just sad.
But I'm not going to flog that dead horse. I've ranted and railed about the stupid and useless conflicts around the globe enough, or at least enough for now. I doubt that Sharon, or Peres, or Arafat, or Zinni will see this column anyway. And besides, I've got other things to be annoyed about...
Like you people. No, not all of you, just the ones who don't express any interest in my endeavors. I shudder to think how few people are even reading Vitriol. I don't expect each of my friends to visit every page of both this Web site and Foogar.com every week, nor do I expect everyone to download all my songs on a regular basis. But how many of my friends and acquaintances spend hours a month reading about or watching their favorite sports teams and figures? And why can't they spare me a few minutes every week or two and check out what's new on the site, read my writing, get to know me better, maybe?
There are a handful of people who do visit regularly and read the new stuff, check out the new pics, and occasionally even listen to the music. I won't mention your names, but I know who you are, and I appreciate your comments and your guestbook entries. Web stats are a handy thing for determining who your friends are. Heh-heh... The rest of you, though, are going to start falling from my E-mailing lists. I'm not going to waste my time, not to mention yours, if you're not interested in me any longer.
"For Dana," the song I consider my best-written, is going to be included on a compilation CD to be sent to numerous radio stations and record labels around the country. I'm getting a copy, of course, and the two or three people who have expressed an interest will get additional copies for ten dollars each. There are a few other competitions and showcases into which I'm looking, so my music may be heard by more people in the near future. Who knows? Maybe I'll get lucky. Maybe not. But as sure as I will remember the people who were there for me, assuming I ever 'make it,' I will most definitely remember the people who couldn't care less, who couldn't be bothered downloading a song and giving me an opinion, who never looked at more than the home page and a few pictures. Thanks for your support. :P
This is the part where I'm supposed to say, "April Fool's!" Only
I'm not going to, I'm serious. Sorry, the curmudgeon in me seems to have broken loose
today. Maybe it's just that it's April Fool's Day, and I really didn't get the chance to
play any killer pranks. Heh... But I do mean what I've said. I never asked for
financial support, only moral, and if that's too much, then I'm sorry I asked.