willful ignorance

OMG, Fucking Olympics Geek is the best band, and I cannot WAIT to SEE THEM, I've had TICKETS for WEEKS.

No no, really; I personally have Olympic Fever, which is a great band that you should really check out when they come to your town, your going to LOVE them, ha ha.

Okay, no, seriously, I love the Olympic Games and I choose to ignore all of the problems in the world--and all of the problems that are specific to these games and this host country--for only these 16 days out of every four years.

And then I shudder a little when I realize that there are people who live in this kind of ignorance every day. And they breed.

I want you to read this article from the Christian Science Monitor, a publication with which I have no beef, before we go on. It's the prerequisite before today's session of "Nora's Bile: Let Me Show You It."

It's short, and I can wait.

Done? How interesting, right? In the vein of Nickeled and Dimed--with its renunciation of one's so-called station to explore how another group lives (or struggles to live)--a young man named Adam Shepard decides to take twenty-five bucks, a rucksack of physical things, and nothing else; leave his home with his parents; and step to "the wrong side of the tracks" in Charleston and "[start] his life from scratch" (sort of) as a homeless man to "test the vivacity of the American Dream."

Right.