"A revolution is an idea which has found its bayonets."

Word up Napoleon. Well on other thoughts not revolving of dead war heros, or villains depending on your feelings. I have a global essay to write tonight, and I'm procrastinating it like nobody's business. It's weird though, words come so naturally to me when I speak and when I write about things I can relate to, but seriously how would you like me to write an essay about the differing responses of China and Japan to Western Imperialism in the 19th Century. Seriously how the fuck am I supposed to relate to that, I wasn't there nor did the place of my residence which was an Imperialist power have to deal with other Imperialist nations. Well time to talk about something else, hmmm. NCIS is such a good show and the fact that USA plays three back to back hours of it every week night just simply makes me smile. Onto more opinionated topics, life support. Who are you to say what defines "alive" what organ has to be functional for you to be "alive." In my opinion the brain, if your brain does not function, what is the point of living. You can't think you can't do ANYTHING on your own. All you can do is absorb the nutrients your feeding tube is pumping into your stomach. That's one hell of a life. Sure family members want to keep them alive waiting for some sort of miracle or another, but how do we know they're not suffering. They can't open their mouth to tell us if they are in some excruciating pain. How selfish can one person be to keep some one alive because they're not ready to cry at the funeral, what assholes.