I don’t imagine you and I walking in the sun or holding hands anymore, but I can see your name burning in the stars and in the same sky I once floated above in. Now I can’t look at the picture any longer, so I gave it back to you with a note attached saying how I felt. Do you remember that day we cried on your floor? Well I haven’t stopped crying since. So where are your promises now? Your promises of forever and everything else. Not quite a fairytale ending. You have caused me the most pain I have ever felt in my life.
Red Bull Arena during a friendly between Red Bull New York and Santos FC. Congratulations to all RBNY fans! via MLSInsider
“After the World Cup in South Africa, it was my opinion that racism, discrimination has disappeared.” - Sepp Blatter, at his very best
The most powerful man in football, amazingly, continues to take his absolutely nonsensical statements to new heights. Just when you think he’s hit rock bottom, another sexist, racist, or homophobic comment arises out of nowhere. Opinions haven’t ‘changed’ on Sepp Blatter per se, however, in an interview with Al Jazeera’s reporter Lee Wellings, FIFA’s President proclaimed that because the World Cup was hosted in Africa, racism in the game has now disappeared (2:36 in video).
To live in a world that disillusioned… sigh, it must be nice. Blatter also said beforehand that racism does not exist on the field between players. Sure, racist expressions may be used during the match, but it’s nothing a simple handshake can’t rectify. The worst part is the casual nature of Blatter’s dialogue. It reeks of entitlement and even disinterest because any casual fan can see racism persists. They read the papers; they follow discussion on twitter. Does Sepp live in his own world? Nevermind, rhetorical question.
You claim you love animals so much, yet you still eat them. Yeah, because that makes some fucking sense.
Why did I do that? Fuck, I’m angry and sad and I want to beat the shit outta someone. It’s been far too long since I’ve been in a good fight.
I’m not dead yet, but believe me, I’m trying.
I suppose it would be best to offer a bit of explanation to this title. No, I am not going to kill myself, that’s not what this title is about. It has nothing to do with suicide. I’d like to use this as the title for a song I’m going to play with my new band, federicolorca (named for Spanish poet Federico Lorca). It describes the way I’ve been feeling for a while now. Lately it seems like there have been people who, in my opinion, don’t want me around anymore. So to them I say that I am not dead, but there are times in which I’d like to satisfy them.
