I hate when I am reminded how much life can suck.

Glenn and I signed up for Netflix last weekend. It seems like a good idea, because we often pass over movies at Blockbuster that we are only mildly interested in because we don't want to waste money on a sucky movie. At least this way we get enough good movies for our money to be worth it. (at least, that's the theory) Our first three rentals were Rugrats go Wild (because I like silly things like that on occasion), Babylon 5 season 1, disc 1, because I have never seen the show and Glenn decided I would enjoy it. It surprised me, but I had to admit he seems right so far. Them there was Bowling for Columbine. ::sigh:: I was glued to my seat, with tears in my eyes. I am ashamed to admit it, but I am the person who doesn't watch the news, or listen to politicians because I want to hide my head in the clouds and pretend that violence, war, and hatred are long past us, and can only be found in movies. Bowling for Columbine hit hard in a few different ways. It made me sad, of course, thinking about the people who have died, people that were total innocents in every way. Also it made me angry. My biggest fears when going to school were about what my latest crush thought of me, or Oh god I didn't study for my tests. I can't imagine what it would be like to be scared that I might not literally survive history class. Or even worse, what about being afraid that we may lose our ndividuality. Because of those who have acted violently and stupidly, will my kids have to go to a school with a dress code or metal detectors? Will my child be punished for having ideas that disagree with the rule makers. I'm afraid. I am truly afraid that things are going to get worse in many ways. And I have to cry, or scream, or laugh. I think I am seriously making a mess of this entry, but it's hard to put into words how the movie made me feel. I guess the best way to describe it is that it simply made me feel... I think it may have been more truth then I was ready to handle.