  All this week I can't seem to find anything to be passionate about. I am an emotional void. Maybe watching urlLink 21 Grams didn't help with its screwed-up people and pain and loathing.
I mean I could post about the urlLink Reagan brothers tiff , or the urlLink breast MRI thing , but nothing is really making me feel anything. I could post about the really urlLink big bomb that went off a couple of days ago killing all of those poor people in Iraq who only wanted to get through the day and maybe make their world a little better place, but something bad happens there or in urlLink Israel or the Gaza Strip or urlLink Sudan every damn day and then a sort of guilt-laced apathy seeps into me and I...feel...nothing.
Hemingway asked what John Donne asked: urlLink For Whom the Bell Tolls ? Does it really toll for thee? For me? Maybe I should just play urlLink NIN's Hurt on a constant loop thereby bringing about the urlLink heat-death of the universe where everything recedes back into an all encompassing singularity and "POP! " there goes the known universe. Or not. 
