I've been patient. I've eaten my popcorn until it sickens me. I've watched the show from my old, blind eyes and listened to the cacophony of silence from our leaders from my deaf ears.

No more waiting. I am not going quietly into the dark. I am raging - yes, I'm raging. Not against my dying because that will happen no matter what. But against the laziness and ennui that surrounds us all.

No more. They are, without a shred of doubt, killing us all and we have become sheep. We wait for the Executioner as if he won't come for us, but he is already swinging his killing blows as we stand by munching our popcorn.

I await instructions but it better be soon...