QOTD- Goes to Mr. Hooligan! (Master of Shenanigans?)

It is hard when the folks around you don’t care about the same things, that’s for sure. I know the look, when the eyes kind of glaze over as I start to speak, the detachment. I try to say things that I think are relevant and keep the more tinfoil-ish things to myself. I am really not going to be satisfied until everyone I know starts thinking about how to make the world a better place. I don’t expect many people to agree with me, but I really want to get more people talking and engaging in productive dialog. If the ‘people’ don’t try to initiate the change, then the current policy makers are going to continue making policy. And that thought makes me sad, cause they don’t give a shit about me, or my family, or my friends. But I do.

The Esteemed Mr. William Hooligan