The I in American http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDmPcSWE0WU&ob=av2nl

    Sitting comfortably in my room, facebooking, I saw this video was posted by one of my friends. Honestly, it looked like a crappy, low-budget, waste-of-my time Youtube video that I typically would overlook. Example A of assumptions and impatience. But for whatever reason, I clicked play and watched the video, actually shocked at how nicely edited the video was, definitely defying the ignorant first impression I'd had. Throughout this time of facebooking before the video, I had been chatting with a friend on facebook and they had stopped responding around when the video began. And though I found the video moving, I continued to selfishly wonder (not even fully giving four minutes of my 24 hour day to think about someone else on this planet other than my friend, which doesn't count) where they were and why they weren't responding.
    I tapped my keys and attempted at a lame conversation maker, "whats up?" to see if they were ignoring me or what. Briskly slamming against the keyboard, I entered the text into the chat and and resumed the video, realizing I wasn't even really paying attention. Instead, my eyes existed on the chat box, anxiously flipping the questions in my mind where are they? why aren't they responding? over and over again like you pancakes that refuse to cook all the way through. The video played, really without an audience, just like background music at parties when everyone is too busy laughing and grabbing handfuls of chex mix.
    After recognizing how egocentric I wasn't just being, but normally am, I wanted to take the high-heeled boot lying next to me and wallop myself in the head with it. I couldn't even give .0002986111.... th of my day to people in other countries who may not even have two dimes to rub together. I couldn't even look at the faces of the children and the women because otherwise I might have felt a pinch guilty. I couldn't even because I have used I sixteen times in this blog already. I couldn't even because I chose, consciously, to be the epitome of a selfish American.