Perhaps this elixir will heal my ills.
Scared
A couple of years ago, Americans, seemingly as a whole, were intimated by a few hundred Chinese people playing drums at the same time. Their ability to hit drums in unison intimidated us so much, we ignored the fact that our marching bands have been performing similar feats every Saturday and Sunday during halftime. With a mixed collection of instruments to boot.
Kids ransacked Wall Street today and they scared the police so much that a handful of them were maced and beaten.
The prevailing political discourse of the day centers around our money and scared we are of losing it. A whole bunch of people are afraid of having less money. A lot more people are afraid they’ll never get a chance to earn a decent wage again. Everybody’s scared about the money (especially money that isn’t theirs).
I’m scared I’m not going to get the change at work I’ve been working towards (with a lot of help from my boss). I’m also scared I’m never going to develop the willpower to become a healthy adult. I don’t ever want to be bald, so I’m scared of that.
I don’t like the idea of people having concealed firearms in churches, bars, schools, or movie theaters. Actually, concealed firearms in any location scares me.
