I looked out my window this morning and saw a few kids walking by. I know them all. I think I have their respect. I go to school, and I just sit on a step and watch people file into the building. I watch how many people stare at me. The people I don't know who stare at me - I'll stare back intensely. Not to frighten them. To get them wondering "Who's that kid that's sitting there? Why does he do it?" Basically, I try to act mysterious. Then I look at kids I know and watch how many acknowledge me. Acknowledgement is respect.
I write a blog here, and I watch the people who comment. One person tells me "If you were President, things would be better." Others agree with me. Sometimes they'll leave a comment about how I'm right, sometimes they'll disagree, but no matter what they say, everything they say is valid. I think I've earned respect of the people on this site, if only because of this blog. And the things that I write about are things people care about (most of the time). I talk about, war, politics, murders...the list goes on. People notice it. People read it. Some people will read it every day. Why? I don't think it's because I have an unusual opinion.
I think it's because I voice what other people don't know how to voice. I think it's because I take the words other people think and put them down on paper - or in this case, on a screen. On a website. I voice the opinions of millions without realizing it. I'm not trying to brag. But I think this is like a memoir for the people, by the people.
Thirty years ago, when somebody discovers this blog, will it help them analyze the times? Will this blog be in existence two hundred years from now? What will people think? Will people even be around two hundred years from now? Maybe we'll have completely incinerated each other at that point.
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