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[November 12 2009 7:39pm] I have torn everyone who reached out for me/But I swear by this song/ By all I have done wrong/I'll make it all up to you. VIEW ADD 1

[October 27 2009 5:49pm] oh my God I'm such an idiot. I just unintentionally stepped over the line with one of my favorite teachers. British heartthrobs to make me feel better: VIEW ADD

Gerald Ford doesn't have time for your shit. [October 15 2009 9:16pm] "They're angry and they're bitter because they know Nixon is finished." I replied. "It's over. He can't survive, and you're gonna be president." Before I had time to reflect on my own audacity, Ford floored me with his totally unanticipated answer. "You're right," he said. "But when the pages of History are written, nobody can say I contributed to it." I was thunderstruck: Moments before, he'd assured me Nixon would ride out the firestorm. Now, impulsively, he'd blurted out the truth. Ford was thunderstruck as well--at himself. In a millisecond he realized the enormity of his mistake, and like many a politician before and since burned by his own loose tongue, he tried to take it back. "You didn't hear that," he said in an even but urgent tone. "But I did," I stupidly replied, without thinking. "Tom, you did not hear that." I was speechless--literally. That wasn't what he wanted to hear. Ford walked around his desk and confronted me directly, face-to-face. I got an unobstructed view of his blue eyes; they weren't friendly. Towering above his quarry, he gently grabbed my tie and said in a firm tone of voice, "Tom you're not leaving this room until we have an understanding." We stood there for perhaps fifteen seconds, but the old cliche about something seeming like an eternity is the only accurate way to describe the moment. Out of sheer panic I was unable to speak. Then he said, "Write it when I'm dead." I was too frightened and witless to negotiate, and surrendered my journalists sword with enormous relief. From the book Write It When I'm Gone: Remarkable Off-the-Record Conversations with Gerald R. Ford. Once again, Gerald Ford doesn't have time for your shit. VIEW ADD

[September 25 2009 11:47pm] [ mood | sleepy ] Scanned this from my book The Last Campaign: Bobby Kennedy and the 82 days that inspired America. Amazing book, if you get the chance to read it you really should. I love this quote because it was given by Robert Kennedy in 1968 so when you read it you think 'Vietnam War.' That's what it was meant to refer to. However, as they mention in the book, you can look at this quote many ways. Once you have read it a first time go back, read it again, and think 'Iraq War.' See what I mean? VIEW ADD

The Lion is Gone. [August 26 2009 6:15pm] It's hard for me to describe how devastated I am. I don't know how or what to say about this amazing man. Thank you for everything you have done for this country, Teddy. I'm going to miss you so much. VIEW ADD

[August 14 2009 2:31am] [ mood | tired ] Ask me my Top Five [Whatevers]. Any top fives. Doesn't matter what, really! And I will answer them all in a new post. I love things like this so much. Plus, I need to interact more (way more) with my wonderful F'list. I really do love you all! It's just been a long, hard summer. Also, I'm going to take my drivers test again tomorrow (Friday) wish me luck, please! VIEW ADD 2

[July 05 2009 2:53pm] [ mood | irritated ] We and you 'ought not pull at the ends of a rope, which you have tied the knots of war, because the more the two of us pull, the tighter the knot will be tied, and then it will be necessary to cut that knot, and what that would mean is not be for me to explain to you. I have participated in two wars, and know that war ends when it is rolled through cities and villages everywhere sewing death and destruction, for such is the logic of war, if people do not display wisdom they will clash like blind moles and then mutual inhalation will commence. Nikita Khrushchev sent that message to President John F. Kennedy when they were at the height of The Cuban Missile Crisis. (These are Robert S. McNamara's words, Secretary of Defense under President Kennedy and President Johnson. The original message is a bit different.) I think that message is, actually, quite beautiful. I realized yesterday how much useless information I know, mostly about history, and how some of the things I have learned are always right at the back of my mind. Most things take me three or four times of hearing it to learn and keep, but somethings I learn after hearing it once and it just wont leave me. I also realized how many unpopular opinions I have about things. History, war, people, religion, bandom, music. I would love to share them, but I'm so scared that it would make people turn their backs on me. But on the other hand I feel that if people can't accept the other side, I don't really need to be around them in the first place. Does that make any sense? I think I might start sharing some of these (really!) unpopular opinions. I really want to start updating this journal with some of the cool stories that I have learned, quotes that I love, and pictures that I have saved. Because the truth is. The truth is. I'm depressed. And my depression has become...boring. It's boring and consuming. I can't talk about it here, anymore. That's the main reason that I don't update this journal that much. Would everyone here be okay with just looking at some cool pictures and the stories behind them? VIEW ADD 1

[June 05 2009 11:43pm] [ mood | depressed ] 41 years ago today (June 5th, 1968) Senator Robert F. Kennedy was assassinated at the Ambassador Hotel in California. He was 42 years old, and married to Ethel Kennedy with whom he had 11 children. I can only imagine what the world would have been like had he lived. What an amazing man. VIEW ADD

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