Change is usually something that is difficult to really see as it is happening. Change, in government, takes years and years, baby step after baby step. This time, it’s changing. The whole world can see it, we can see it, I can see it.

Change like this doesn’t happen very often, for good reason. People, especially here are too fat and too lazy to do a goddamn thing about anything, unless their cable goes out or their cellphone stops working. Then, my god, people will fucking riot if they can’t watch that rerun of Everybody Loves Raymond, or SO YOU THINK YOU CAN BE AN AMERICAN IDOL’S GOT TALENT SIMPLE LIFE. Or Fox “NEWS”.

Change happens for a reason, and when dramatic change occurs, the reason must be dramatic. And it really has. In retrospect, it’s taken a lot to get someone like me to even take notice. I don’t give a fuck about anything that’s not outside my arm’s reach, and now I am squished into a packed plane on my way to the Democratic National Convention, next to my wife and a stranger. She fights off the struggle of sleep, but she will lose this battle, because she sips on her cranberry juice with a little bit of grownup in it.

The reason for all of this is dissatisfaction. I am actually upset enough to do something about it. Even me doing something is me flying out on someone’s dime to be a part of it.  And a part of it I will be.

There will be no pictures of me at the DNC. The reason? I am going to be kicking it with Secret Service Agents. I can’t really elaborate here, but it’s SICK.

I don’t really know what to expect from this, but it’s odd to actually feel motivated about something that doesn’t benefit me in any real, immediate way.

Oh, and can I talk a little bit about Hillary Clinton? I just don’t get it. The only way that the Democrats could lose this election is to have a tough party fight and split and pout and be little kids. Getting yourself on the nomination ticket after you lost is childish. Releasing your delegates during the convention? Back and under-handed. I can understand people being upset that they didn’t pick the winner at the start. Really. But is it really worth it to give it to McCain just so you can say “I WAS RIGHT”? It’s not, and you give them a chance to take it all away.

One last thing: If anyone actually reads this, and tries to figure out WHY I get to kick it with Secret Service Agents, don’t be a dick about it. People’s lives are actually at stake, and careers, too. Don’t try to guess. Just let it go.

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