Monday, February 25, 2013

True Terror

The only thing my high school class is running are tractors. Some of them my run children to daycare and a few may run from the cops but I don't think any of them will make it to Washington. I worry about the next generation though.

My generation was bad but I see the next generation as a cluster-fuck of kids who think it's cool to be dumb.

We need to teach our children.

I try to help my daughter. She is smart, kind and beautiful but she is also thrust into a world of Adventure Time, Lady Gaga, and Jersey Shore. Even if I keep her away from these ignorant things, she still attends a school full of kids that love it. They will still act and talk like idiots. They will still be the cool kids.

It is our job as parents to encourage our children, introduce them to the arts, teach them the importance of knowledge, institute manners, and promote kindness.

I am not the best person I could be but I'm trying. I think I will leave something more to the world than negativity and sarcasm. I will leave those things too. It's what I write but I'll  also leave an incredible daughter.

She gives me hope for the future.

Other people have kids that give me a little hope too. There are better parents than me but there are also parents that are just too lazy to better themselves or their children. That's sad. I think the art and children we leave to the world makes us who we are. These things symbolize us when we become worm food or crumbs in a box.

I would be nice to think that my generation wasn't a complete failure.

We need to create.

Ira Glass on Storytelling from David Shiyang Liu on Vimeo.

Rant finished.

We will be going to the Kurt Vonnegut Memorial Library, in Indianapolis. I hope to have some pictures from this trip, when I post my next blog. I hope it inspires me to finally finish these words I'm ready to get out.

It has been over a year since Happy Hour Blues came out. I'm ready to release one of my next books but it's not as easy as all of that. I still have work to do on them.

- Travis