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Tuesday, March 23, 2004 Bubble So I got out into the "real world" today. It's not real world in most people's sense--I just call it the real world because I've temporarily stepped out of the bubble that one calls college. And it really is just a step. I took the bus to the neighboring town. The ride itself, to say the least, seemed nightmarish considering I was having one of the more bad attacks of motion-sickness as the vehicle weaved through traffic. The other occupants were quite loud and crude (both male and female alike) spluttering F-words and other obscenities about every other syllable. They derided everyone who was different--the gay, the old, the handicapped, even some poor girl who had the "wrong" haircut and clothes. They spoke freely of people they knew who had molested children or pulled out a gun on someone, as if this was some matter of pride. And to top it off, the bus driver was blasting his radio which was set to a station filled with inflammatory right-wing talk. If this is what people are like just outside the bubble, no wonder many people want to stay in the bubble. [posted by S. Y. Affolee on 2:42 PM : ]
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