I want to revel in my difference, write what I want to write, go where I want to go, say what I want to say, f*ck who I want to f*ck and have no one, be it government, society or religious freaks, tell me I can’t, nor have hanging over my head the threat of lifetime imprisonment should some silver-spooned loon who insanely thinks he really is the president decide to disappear me forever if, say, he reads* this column and determines that my stating the obvious about a country that long ago lost its spiritual way somehow supports terrorism or isn’t funny enough. (Considering today’s theme, the latter is a distinct possibility.)
Oh, and yes: I want to be able to paint my house a bright baby blue with quite coral columns.
(*Correction: has it read to him.)
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