Series of incoherent tangents... in D minor.

Song: "Where is my mind?" by The Pixies

Define Quality of Life. I just got the new Mercedes SL500, and I feel like my quality of life is so much better. Or... Man, I know I've been working 100 hours a week, but this new promotion will give me a quality of life that makes it all worth it. Quality of life has become nothing more than media-induced happiness. We spend long hours working jobs that we hate to buy stuff that the media says will make us happy, and then try to act how we think happy people are supposed to act. What's even worse, your salary has come to solely represent your human worth. I heard Bob just got promoted to VP. That guy will definately be a catch for some lucky woman. Parents measure pride in their youth by measuring the size of their last paycheck. Trophy wife has become a more legitimate, respected job than a single, independent high-school teacher.

But perhaps my favorite aspect of our culture is the illusion of religion. Over half of the American population is Christian. Over half. Meanwhile, we roll up to our local churches in our brand new $100,000 luxury sedan, nod in pious understanding to the weekly sermon on loving your neighbor and providing service for others, and then look the other way in discomfort as we pass the starving homeless man holding a cardboard sign that simply reads, "Help." It is not possible to be both an American and a Christian. It's a complete contradiction -- and it's perfectly obvious to everyone -- but we simply choose not to acknowledge it because that would ruin this lifestyle that we have come to love. I'm sorry to everyone who reads this for this last comment, but Christianity sickens me...