Friday, March 16, 2007

This is what 205 million dollars looks like

The Mexican police recovered $205 million dollars in CASH, from drug traffickers.
I wonder what's going to happen to the money? Where does it go? Who gets to spend it?
How could people keep so much dough in cash in one place? These people were manufacturers and dealers of metamphetamine, the drug of choice of the American suburb (hey, if I lived there I'd want to kill myself too) and/or American white trash. I'm glad President Calderón told Bush to stop giving Mexico so much grief and like start curbing the voracious demand for drugs at home, for a change.
I also watched one episode of the Addiction series in HBO. It looks like America is so bored out of its wits, life is so hard in this stupid country, everybody wants to get high as a kite with drugs. What is wrong with these people? Is this what happens when you have too much of a good thing? If you look at less fortunate countries where the poor are walking sticks, not huge globs of fat, and where there are no jobs, and where there is no democracy and no freedom and no mall and no nintendo and no American Idol, and not so much mindnumbing TV, people don't seem to be so moronically self-destructive, or so whiningly unhappy (they are unhappy, they just don't go crying to Dr. Phil about it). People in poor, unfortunate countries can hardly afford to be addicted to anything but glue or home freshener. And those people lead truly desperate lives. They don't live behind the white picket fence in Frontierland.
I've had it with the suburban meth users, as I've had it with the American penchant for self-victimization. What could possibly be so bad? Get a life, you fucking morons. Turn off the TV for once in your life. Read a book.

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