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11/18/2003
oppression, like, really sucks
I couldn't believe it. I became enraged, flabbergasted, and perplexed all at once. I am going to send an e-mail to my congressman about this. I'm going to get involved on a grass-roots level and work for positive change. I'm going to become a small grass blade straining toward the sun and pulling all my brethren and, um, sistren up with me. My name is Jim Goad, spelled just like that. I am a reasonably muscular creature of this earth with a voice that screams for decency and fair play. I am opposed to all forms of injustice, exploitation, forced servitude, meanness, and practical jokes. I am appalled at the suffering that powerful human beings have inflicted upon the weak for millennia. I cannot account for how society initially became stratified this way—with the strong on top and the weak on bottom—nor whether it had anything to do with aptitude, merit, and biologically innate inequities, but I know in my bones that it is wrong. I have no idea how to change things, but change them I must. I must stab in the darkness at this evil which I fail to comprehend.
I was watching this show on the cable TV, and it said that this guy had written some book that said throughout history, people in power have done things which have harmed the disadvantaged.