Episode III VS Tsunami

I just came across a really neat blog called PostSecret. It's a very neat concept. People basically make confessions using art and postcards, and send them to the blogger who then posts them. It's really stunning to see all of this stuff. I relate to a lot of them. In fact, anyone can relate to many of them.

There was one in particular that could have been me who sent it in.

And that's the truth. I genuinely saw the Tsumami as fantastic entertainment, and found it fucking hilarious. However, when I watched Episode III, I felt tragedy. I cried because of what happened to Anakin Skywalker. It goes deeper than that though, but I try not to get too personal in the blog.

I wonder what this says about me though. Of course, it obviously says I don't give a shit about muslims who hate me, want me to die, and who wish the destruction of my country taking a nice fun swim. But I've given it alot of thought. It's really interesting. I think everyone can relate to the tragedy of Episode III. One mistake made, and you're never the same person, and your life is forever altered in a way you had never imagined.