Babel

I am writing this 4am and little stoned from watching the Babel dvd. Brad Pitt. Unintended consequences. We are all connected to each other through our actions despite our differences. Different languages. Though we cannot understand each other perfectly, the greater irony is when we can't even when we speak the same language. I don't like the movie. It's sad, but I'm sure the director meant it that way. To see the world as it is in the eye even though we see and hear different things from the news. It's sad, but maybe it's the Kilkenny I drank or I just need to sleep. I refuse to believe the world is that screwed up and we can make it go away. I can't believe I just wrote that hippie emo shit. I'm going to sleep. :)