Twenty Five years ago today, I got married. It was a wedding with 17 months of planning and saving. In the end, we broke even on the spending. Neither of us won - except for four great kids.

It was the innocence of an era gone by. Two people, doomed to fail as a couple, blissfully ignorant of life's challanges ahead, married anyway. Despite the age difference, clashes fom family members and just plain old not knowing any better. Life has taught me that myeslf, today's world and marraige are not a compatable entity.

Life in these past 25 years has embittered me, made me grow much more introverted and I learned a genuine dislike for the falseness of today's plastic people society. More people voted for the American Idol than did for president. What's that tell you about the future of America?

Today's society is not one I subscribe to. I don't care what Hollywood does. I don't care about the celeb couples and their cheating. I don't stop everything at work to chat with a co-worker about the latest Hollywood Gossip. I don't spend my employers money foolishly on taking 1.5 hours to discuss the carb count of todays lunch that we are also planning on company time.

I don't even care to acknowlege today's twenty-something crowd as human. They are, rather, an enigma of today - mutants that have no clue about values and are truly the result of our own "keep up with the Jones's" competitive spending. They learned their sins by watching the yuppies of yesteryear. Bad career models!

I don't care a rat's ass about Game Cube, X-Box, Ipods or any technotoys. I don't care if you have a 1.5 million dollar custom built house that you built on the backs of your employees while neighbors the street over have a house 1/10th the value, maxxed out their credit cards and can't afford their own life long family home's mortgage. It's the struggling American Realist that I would take as a personal friend over the plastic gucci in a pretentious palace.