No. 66

I'm just blogging all over the place. So, this is kinda about culture, but more about society. My mom received these pictures of my nephew and my cousins and aunts among other various items. So, I'm looking at the pictures, it's just pure hell. First of all, these two cousins could possibly be looking at a snowy forecast, so the nephew is abnormally fat. It's beyond that, he's obese, period. He lives in this lovely house and all this land, the only problem, the house takes up the land, the swimming pool is huge, yet he's too young to swim alone and anywhere he dare play, he risk the danger of falling off the hill. The house is basically on top of this hill. It's kinda like the whole Charlie's Angels house, where she falls down the ravine into the neighbor's yard. So, i'm looking at this kid, obviously happy, yet sardonically sad at the same time. He lives in the L.A. region, so it's clear that he thinks he's fat and everyone tells him that when clearly, most people in L.A. are you know, the forbidden word, twizzlers. I look at him and I just see what everyone hates and loves at the same time, he's fat, he gets everything he wants, he's like not even 11 and has a cell phone, he'll probably have a palm pilot by the he reaches junior high to keep his schedule together, he reads at the 5th grade level and he's like only in 2nd grade or whatever, I don't know, but it's all due to private schools, he has homework, and what else, he's got all these people who actually love him, while others try to do harm to him, what you might ask, they use to put him in front of the microwave when he was smaller. Why? Well, it's bad for the radio waves, and no he was not conceived the natural way, yes he's what you call a Connie Chung baby. He was a made to over, you want a boy, you got a boy baby, 99.9% sure it's a damn boy baby. Why you might ask, well they just wanted one, and they got one. Another thing that saddens me is I know he's all caught up in materialistic society, just like me, and my biggest fear is that he won't stop. Sure he's young now, but I'm pretty sure things are different from where I live and he does. He lives where everyone he knows drives foreign cars, he lives where i'm pretty sure, everyone probably has a cell phone. What i'm not afraid is that he'll become a homie g. My other nephew claims he is, it's quite funny, yet I know that he's happy in that fat boy type of way that society hasn't quite hit him yet, even though his dad wants him to be the next Bill. What makes me sad about my nephew, the L.A. one is that he'll probably grow up with all the dysfunctional things, and even more if there is snow in the forecast. I just can't envision it, I look at my life even compared to his, and I really don't see how bad it is, yea so i'm little fat and for some reason I can't make the right friends. I look at him, and I can name at like 5 things to the eye that is wrong with his life. I guess it's destiny right, even though others feel so miserable, some can feel so happy, yet they're clearly dysfuctional. I think this is my first and true rambling, considering i'm thinking back of what I wrote and can't think of a damn thing that makes sense.

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