Brad Carrigan, American, is awesome. I love it, its so absurd, but among the absurdity are all these threads of thoughts and feelings that seem so familiar. This feeling of hopelessness that accompanies you're growing awareness of the horrors just outside your vision. The sudden change in perception of the people you thought you knew as they clash against your growing concern for the horrors just outside your vision, and your desire to provide any meaningful change you can muster. The desperate attempts to salvage the relations you had, foolishly believing that if you just explained it well enough, the horrors, your concerns, they would change too. Realizing just how vapid and materialistic these people we're, and seeing them for the hedonistic zombies they are. Ultimately, being painted as the villain, always being a downer, never grateful for your position, to good to accept life as it is, and willing to ruin the good life for everyone else for a people they all view as backwards. In the end, the only hope you can hold on to is the hope that, whatever comes after you, is imbued with your convictions and sees it through.

Its simply Incredible.