You corporate fucker! lol. This is front page Cord material. ;)

My Pops graduated from that there program -mostly he sits around watching sports, then writes about the sports, then recieves DEATH THREATS for his opinions. so it goes. I think you’d enjoy it.

Well, when you put it like that this whole journalism thing doesn’t sound half-bad! Especially since death threats and decapitations are involved!

Don’t do it. ANY of it.

And then what?

I’m standing on the edge of a vast emptiness and part of me hopes that I can start a revolution while writing for the sports section of the Toronto Sun.

I need to fill that emptiness with something. Death threats. Now that would be something.

I posted that comment as sort of an extension of my fears about society; mainly that everything is so shitty because people think that shitty is the only way that it can be and that any significant change for the better would require too much work and is thus ‘impossible’. But then I read more of your journal, specifically about the bike trip, and I realised that anyone who would do something like that must have their shit together enough to realise these facts. I don’t know, it’s so much easier to make the kind of comment I made earlier when you don’t know the person. I still wouldn’t say that I ‘know you’ but once I read more I realised that I was out of line. In the beginning I was speaking to society by leaving a comment on your journal, but, now, this is the explanation of my actions to a human being.

I’m heavily intoxicated and deeply touched by your very human explanation. No, I did not mind your first post — your advice was brief but extraordinary.

For a long while i thought that everything is possible. it saddens me that people would think otherwise. And yet, it’s overwhelming at times, this pressure to conform to existing standards. I see it as selling out, and I fear it’s already happening.

But again, thank you. your human response means a lot to me.

holy shit, Bryan! that comment deserves an award (no jokes or sarcasm).

I wonder if you still worry about selling out.

I do.

Every time that something has to go into the garbage, instead of the recycle bin. Every time I buy a product that I know was made by exploited workers (children or otherwise) in developing or third-world countries. Every time I contribute to and foster a society built on the backs of others.

I don’t think that you’ve sold out the way you fear you have.

It is important to recognise times where you’ve resolved to be anti-establishment, and times where you have catered to the establishment anyways. To embrace the experience. To know that you are both a “sell-out”, and “NOT a sell-out”, both and neither, and choose again who you will be now. Choose what best serves you, knowing that both are one, that they matter and don’t.

-K