This is real life.  This is my life and the lives of those individuals who privileged me with their friendships.  I am a white suburban raised girl from an upper middle class home, raised with both parents of post doctorate educational levels.  I was born to become the poster child for the American dream.  I was the love child of faithful parents who worked over forty hour weeks, owned a beach house, and waited till marriage to fuck.  These are the stories of the most beautiful people I have ever known.  I am writing their stories because I am afraid not all of their voices will be heard.  I fear the greatness and worthiness of their stories will never be known because their stories are tales born of chaos and questions and death.  Not all the voices I want to validate as worthy of our attention are still alive.  The tragedy in America is that it is easier to turn on the TV and mock Jerry Springer guests than it is to look at the face of your child and worry that maybe the children aren’t the nuclear physicists or beauty queens we intended them to become.  

            You could live your life without ever hearing these voices, the voices of nameless faceless punk ass white kids I knew in high will never gain celebrity status- but does it make it right?  Is it easier to watch Entertainment Tonight and gasp in shock and horror that Wynona Ryder is a druggie and a shoplifter who deserves jail time, than admit all your unfulfilled aspirations will be left unfulfilled by your children.  My gay homeless friend shot heroin with Drew Barrymore.  Or if you are like me, maybe its easier to shut this book and rent the summer blockbuster Titanic.  Maybe we can deny the many truths we fear- maybe we can forget that tomorrow is coming and today is a good day because I bought a dub of White Rhino.  Maybe, we will look past today, and the future is so bleak it will make us cry.  Because, we see our parents lives in our future- and it scares the shit out of us.  We don’t want to be you, we want to be who we are, we are the random voices of America’s generation X.  A generation without a cause, fighting for nothing, and trying to hide the failure.  We are lost.

>>>“The unexplained life is not worth living,” said Aristotle.

>>>Most History text books printed in 20^th century American book making factories regard Aristotle as the greatest contributor to the current status of Western thought.

>>>However, The majority of these 20^th century text books are used to fill locker space rather than read, unlike educational text books major competitor, The Bible.

>>>The Bible defines Aristotle as a heretic, said the government officials of Aristotle’s designated earth region.

>>>Both Aristotle and The Man with a Virgin Mommy are dead now.  The ideas both men produced were ludicrous and pretentious sounding to their own people and are still considered such by most of the globe.  However, elitist rich white persons with master’s degrees and post doctorates discuss this men while drinking excessively priced hot beverages at one of America’s emerging superpower’s secret headquarters’: Starbuck’s coffee house.  The rich white persons enjoy the aspect of paying more for coffee at Starbucks because it makes them more qualified to determine who is to be the  “The Great Western Contributor of All Time.” 

>>>The rich white persons conclude John Lennon is the “Great Western Contributor of All Time.”, because more people know beliefs theorized in “Helter Skelter” than the works of Aristotle and The Man with a Virgin Mommy.