...and cry for Diddy, or whatever he has decided to go by this week. No, really--let's be sad for him. Forget the 47 million Americans without health insurance. Forget the people in the Gulf who couldn't even worry about their homes being washed away by Gustav because they were still living in FEMA trailers three years after Katrina. Forget the kids struggling in areas with impoverished tax bases that can't support adequate school systems, whose families don't have the luxury of turning to private school. Forget the 400,000 dead and millions displaced in Darfur. Forget the people starving in the midst of food crises throughout Africa and parts of Asia.
Yes, instead let's be sad for Diddy because he has to fly first class. I mean, I know when I was worriedly checking the news this morning to see what was happening in the Gulf, I quickly forgot all about such mundane matters when I saw this heartbreaking news.
And also, let's all be thankful to Diddy for settling the confusion over whether or not fuel prices had gotten really high. The millions of people struggling just to fill their tanks, let alone cope with the rising costs of all manner of goods and services, will be happy to no longer have to wonder.
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you inconsiderate nob, you forgot about iraq.
(also, you forgot poland, if you remember that bushism)
I didn't forget about Iraq: clearly in the face of Diddy's extreme plight, Iraq wasn't even worth a mention.
No, j/k--actually I realized it about 10 minutes after I made this post but had to go run to be in class. A glaring omission on my part, really. And actually one Diddy may have noticed; all these people having the gall to be dying in Iraq are really messing with his oil prices.
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