I Should Be Doing Homework

I had every intention of researching The America Play, which I have ironically read in one of my classes here in NZ, but I don't want to. I suppose I really don't have anything to post about either, but so far today I hoofed it into town to get some food, then ate some Weet-Bix, which I just found out about and actually really enjoy, and now I'm here on my couch with my notes out and my title page staring me in the face. But the news is on, so I'm going to watch that instead. I find it very interesting how the Democratic Convention is all they talk about lately. After the Olympics finished up, the DNC is always talked about. I enjoy keeping informed about American politics, but why should they follow us around as well? Malcolm, from the winery, said it is because we are the most powerful country in the world. Which I guess is true. What a scary thought. So that was on and now they are talking about Kim Kardashian. I suppose that I am on ET right now, so that makes sense, but still. I saw her advertised and questioned what New Zealand must really think of Americans. They think we are crap. We are all rich bitches who do whatever we want and go wherever the wind blows us. Without our underwear on. Wait no that was Britney. Eeh they are like the same person. Why wouldn't they want to come over for a visit? Seriously! Is that not appealing to you? I truly enjoy it.

Back to the play. Its about a black man who apparently looks just like Abraham Lincoln. So he gives up his life, and wife and child, and moves out west to pursue a career in impersonations. He does well by letting people shoot him in a booth similar to where Lincoln was shot then dies (but not for real)... But when he does finally die of old age, his wife and kid go out west to find his body and whatever he has left over. Lucy, his wife, is a listener, and Brazil is a digger, just like his daddy... digger... they say it a lot and it wasn't until I read it a second time that I realized this was a black family and digger sounds just like another word. One of the lines actually says, "Youre uh Digger. Youre uh Digger. Your Daddy was uh Digger and so are you." It's real strange what you pick up on when you read the play the way it is meant to be read. I am not sure how I didn't realize that the black man dressed as Lincoln on the back cover actually meant that the actors were black. 

Anywho I am going to work now... Maybe.