We’ve moved!!

I mentioned something about it earlier and everything is finally transferred over.

Thus, I unveil to you the new home of Disgruntled!

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The Blind Leading the Blind to Anarchy

Edited version submitted to Teen Ink.

The Blind Leading the Blind to Anarchy

I have lately become very appalled with my generation, embarrassed to be a part of it.

When I was but a child, my parents instilled in me a sense of respect. “Please” and “thank you” were some of the first words added to my rapidly expanding vocabulary. I addressed adults and authority figures with their proper titles, adding ma’am and sir where necessary. Most of you have had the same experience.

During a slideshow at my school’s annual Veterans’ Day Program, a clip of Bush commending our American armed forces for their sacrifices was greeted with a corus of heckles and boos.

I had thought the basic sense of respect would have stopped many of the students from being so blatantly rude, especially in front of our veterans. I was wrong, though. I apparently put too much faith in the maturity of my generation.

These were high school students, which means that they should have had the maturity to know to respect a figure of authority. This includes the President of the United States, even if we may not agree with him.

Of course, maybe it’s not their fault. After all, we’re growing up in an era where a person will lay the blame on anyone he or she can instead of accepting the consequences of his or her own actions. Nearly an entire generation of parents has let the television and internet raise their children.

So, let’s point the Crucifix at another Satan.

If anyone is more to blame for their own ignorance other than themselves, it would be the corrupt news media filling your head with lies, prejudices, and stereotypes. One of the many problems with my generation is that we don’t think for ourselves anymore. Like sheep, we look for a shepherd to lead us to greener pastures. Unfortunately, we look towards the wrong shepherds. We allow celebrities who are no more mature than we are to acpture our attention and strongly influence the way we think, speak, dress, and act. We look to movies and video games to find solutions to our problems, and we look to a cesspool of baised media to find our stands on current issues.

Sit down and ask yourself this very important: exactly what reasons do I have for not liking George W. Bush? Many of you will probably say that he’s an idiot, that you don’t like him because of the war raging overseas. Unfortunately, you say thisbecause you have allowed the biased, partisan media to educate you instead of doing the research for yourself. Do you homework and you’ll find that Bush isn’t the idiot you think he is. NOt only did he graduate from Yale University with bachelor degree in History, he was also the only president to ever have a master degree from Harvard. During his time in the military, Bush served as a fighter pilot. The position is one of the most highly educated in the military, even today, and every soldier serving in this position must at least have a college degree. To add to this, he flew F16 Bombers, which were the most advanced warcraft for the time and one of the aircraft model that receives the most action today.

As far as his two terms as president go, George W. Bush has done a lot of good things for our country. it’s because of Bush that you can walk the streets safely again, or am I the only one who remembers the child abduction scare a few years ago? Our current president was the one who signed the Amber Alert, which created a system to immediately alert the nation through various media sources when a child goes missing. In January of 2003, he signed the Adam Walsh Protection Act, which requires all convicted sex offenders to register in a national database and update their states (current address and such related things) at least once a month instead of the previous once a year requirement.

Unfortunately, the debauched press corps wouldn’t tell you that good news. All you hear about are his failures and his shortcomings. In fact, this modern devil would make up lies to turn you against your country’s leadership. George W. Bush’s military service in the military has been a subject of a somewhat controversial nature. A journalist serving as a henchmen for the wicked cause of Democratic controlled media claimed to have produced a set of documents that showed a rather cowardly act on the part of our president. These documents were apparently evidence that showed Bush to have skipped his physicals while in the National Guard so they wouldn’t send him to Vietnam.

There’s a reason why that man retired shortly thereafter. One must realize that no one in politics is ever fired. They simply resign.

These documents were proven to be forgeries. It was discovered that they were typed in a font that hadn’t existed during that time period, when documents were still typed up on typewriters or the most basic of word processing programs.

You didn’t hear that in the news. What few of you realize is that you are being led by a group of people are unaccountable for the crimes that they commit against their fellow Americans. Freedom of speech can only be upheld when they stop throwing lies at us. Libel and slander are illegal, but the law haw made no moves to stop the lying devils cleverly disguised as  our good shepherds from committing their acts of defamation and malice.

Are these the people you want to continue to be led by? Will you make the decision for yourself, or will you stay happily nestled within your false belief that whatever the corrupt media tells you must be true?

I won’t tell you that I understand politics, and I won’t pretend to. I simply know what I learned from doing the research that I have done and speaking to those who actually know what they’re talking about.

If you walk away from this article with anything, let it be this: treat soemone with the respect that their position deserves and reserve all judgement of a person’s character for a day when you’re better educated about what they have done and who they are. I have broken free of the spell cast upon my generation by the wolves in sheeps’ clothing. Hopefuly, my fellow Americans and students, you will also be able to think for yourself one day and judge yourself before you heckle anyone.

“An anchorman is a bland, well-coifed TV entertainer who is paid more to read the news that ten reporters are paid to report it.”
- The Cynic’s Dictionary
This will certify that the above work is completely original. Meaghann Elizabeth LeBleu.

Underappreciated.

I need a new audience. I’ve been mulling it over for some time, and I’ve realized that I need to expand beyond the boundaries of my high school newspaper if I am to actually reach someone with my writing. Though I have all these rants and I write all the time, I don’t publish alot of those rants in the paper because the people at my school just don’t appreciate my opinions. They’re too absorbed in what alcohol they’ll be drinking that weekend or who said what about someone else that they aren’t paying any attention to what’s going on the world around them.

My writing should inspire them to think!!

I need people to listen. I need to make a damn difference. Maybe the actual newspaper.

I Have Found My New Home! :)

Actually, I just find myself absolutely enamored with the Student Press Law Center.

If there is anything I nerd over more than Star Wars, is journalism. After all, it is the profession chosen for me by my God. I’ve got the personality for that type of thing.

I think that it is my duty to purge the profession of its bias and lies, to help restore free speech to its once glorious status. As American citizens, we have become complacent and ignorant. We have sat idly by while corrupt leaders have slowly whittled away at our freedom to speech and expression.

I for one, am through with it. Being one of the few left in my generation who still speaks proper English, I feel that my future in America belongs in media.  I have a duty to my fellow citizens to protect their voices in our government and culture when they are too fat to heave themselves up off the couch and do so.

While I grow ever disappointed in my country and its people, I will continue to do what I can to make a difference in hopes that one day, it will have actually been worth it.

P.S.: I’m planning my next editorial right now. I think this one will go over as well as “The Blind Leading the Blind to Anarchy.” I’ll post that later today.

I Met a Famous Author

I know, not one of my more creative titles, but it’ll do.

Anyway, Chris Crutcher came to speak to our creative writing class today. It was awesome. He’s one of those writers who is just as good with his speech as he is with his words.

I read Chinese Handcuffs in preparation for his visit, and I had to think about the book for a while. I decided that I liked it and I would like to read more.

That being said, I actually was able to give him the address to my blog. That means he might actually read it.

I should probably put something good up here. Poo.

Alright, I Give In.

I think that I have reached a point in my life when I can write about the one thing I never see anything about. Thus, the title of this post.

Those involved in my creative writing class the actually read this sad little existence of a blog will know how much I have despised the Natalie Goldberg tapes and her droning, monotonous lectures on memoirs.

Yes, I do plan on writing something that is memoirish to an extent. It will be a combination of essays, creative writing journal entries, and memories of course.

I think it’s about time that people know what Multiple Hereditary Exostoses is and how it affects people. It’s a chapter of my life that I think I’ve left finished for the most part, I just need to write the epilogue.

I am well aware of how ludicrous the previous statement about MHE was as the mutation that I have is a very, very rare occurence–unless you live in Mexico. For some odd reason, a lot of people in South America seem to have it.

Anyways, I digress. I doubt anyone will actually want to read about MHE. It’s not something that people might really take seriously, but it has a deeper affect that most people would realize. Of course, most people just look at the surface.

Maybe that’s why I’m writing this. I need to show that people need to look at the bottom of the pool, not just the pretty water on the top.

I think including my rants and the like in there will help that.

Most of all, I think I need to justify to this world and to myself who I am and why I am that person. After all, I’m going to be famous one day.

Moving…Maybe

Well, soon, this blog is going to be part of my site that LaLa is so graciously hosting. You’ll get to have penties of fun with that.

Hopefully that will occur soon.

Best Answer, Biatches!

I answered a question on Yahoo! Answers and the person who asked the question chose mine for best answer bitches. I feel strangely accomplished. How sad.

Go figure it was a question about Windows. ><

 My Yahoo! Answers moment of glory.

Oh, Motivation! Where Art Thou?

I can’t really seem to getting anything concrete going lately. Like now, I could probably be doing a million more productive things than writing another blog post today. Unfortunately, as much as I’m screaming at myself to do so, I just can’t get out of this damned computer chair.

I know of one reason as to why I’m so damn lazy this week:

IT’S COLD!!!

It was 30-something degrees this morning when I went to wait for the bus and it’s supposed to be 27 tomorrow! Better yet, it’s going to be 22 tonight. I live in the armpit of the United States! It’s humid, moist, and it smells bad.

IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE 22 GODDAMNED DEGREES OUTSIDE!

I’m going to go write fake horoscopes now.

Good News, Everyone!

I have recovered from my short-term illness and will be ready to get back to work. Speaking of work, I’ve got some tonight. While the strong urge to pee every 10 minutes is a rather decent excuse to miss school, you have to pass out and/or become hospitalized to miss work.

At least, that is the opinion of my managers.

I would like to point out that this is my first post that is not a journal entry from my creative writing class. As you can see, though, I have nothing else of interest to put here. Maybe I’ll start writing some of that deep thought crap that prompts our journals every morning.

Or I could post Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard and depress all of you by realizing how meaningless your lives are.

While I did post an earlier rant about how I hate poetry, you’ll note that I was talking of the more modern stuff. I actually find myself to be quite fond of Thomas Gray and John Donne. Death Be Not Proud and Meditation 17 spoke to me in quite a profound way.

Or rather, they just made me think a little bit.

Of the poem I spoke earlier, Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, I would shake my head at the fool who does not find this moving. After all, it poses the same question everyone else asks.

“What will everyone think of me after I die?”

Click here to read Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard.

Ugnn.

My pee sack is infected. Cry.