OF ALL THINGS, WHY THIS?

When I have to go and read some Cowboy and Indian nonsense, I cannot help but feel vast disappointment about how we somehow managed to study this stuff instead of The Matrix. Thinking about the things that we would be studying, the interesting philosophy and religious parallels in the series, had we gone with the Matrix always seem to distract me whenever I try to focus on this stuff. I am trying really hard right now to not say overly-negative things, but just to put it into context for everyone, I should probably say this much: I HATE COWBOYS AND INDIANS. The entire "Wild West" thing, with the leather, the guns, the lack of honor, the loss of the gentleman, the end to a culture, and the white man's total lack of shame for what they have done to Native American culture, is repulsive and uninteresting. I would have rather studied anything other than this stuff, and that is the truth.

The sad part about all of this is that the 3 movies that make up The Matrix Trilogy are probably my 3 favorite movies of all time, and because of ONE person who decided that they just could not handle a semester of Keanu Reeves, I missed the opportunity to spend a semester analyzing them. I'm not exaggerating, either. It may seem like I'm just blowing this all out of proportion, but I really hate Cowboys and Indians that much. I have just been peacefully avoiding the whole subject for years, even during Thanksgiving, because until now, I have had no reason to read this kind of...stuff (for lack of a more mature term). It's just such a huge contrast in interest that I couldn't help but to say something. I'm thinking about making the background of my blog the scrolling characters from the computer screen in The Matrix in rebellion. I may not be able to change what has already begun, but I can definitely complain about it!

To wrap up: I know that there are important lessons to be learned through this literature and I normally do not have a problem pulling out important concepts from things like this, but it is almost too much for me to just sit here and read it. I do it for the grade because I owe myself that much, at least. However, do not expect me to enjoy the readings. I will do my best to stay appropriated, though. Lastly, if this entry seemed accusatory or angry, just know that I wrote this at 3AM and that I am tired and not thinking too clearly. I just wanted to start writing something to get me going on the blog entries for our HW, but I ended up writing this. I didn't want to erase it because I frequently write how I feel on Facebook or something to vent, but then erase it before I post it because I don't actually want to tell anybody how I feel for fear of the ever-present and long-lingering drama that seems to encircle many of the people that I choose to associate with on a daily basis (I mean my friends at home in Monroe, not you guys =P).
...Wow...looking back up, I wrote a lot, and I'm getting to the point where I am swaying between emotions. At first I was angry, then I calmed down, then I got sappy, and finally, I'm happy. I should really try not to be so crazy, but I really can't help it. I'm so tired that my face is numb, so my mental stability was bound to go sooner or later.