about a decrepit teenager

i am sixteen years old and my name is Santiago. i am not particularly intelligent nor am i particularly foolish. i like music beyond the surface level. i am currently in a predicament of philosophical origin and thus i am stuck in nihilism. i live in utah; this has not done me any good.

i have not achieved much. have any of us?? i don't think so. my generation is a eunuch: we are politically castrated by our addiction to distraction and inability to educate ourselves, and our obsession with frivolity. we are the crystallization of Marx's description of the conclusion of capitalism:

The bourgeoisie cannot exist without constantly revolutionising the instruments of production, and thereby the relations of production, and with them the whole relations of society. Conservation of the old modes of production in unaltered form, was, on the contrary, the first condition of existence for all earlier industrial classes. Constant revolutionising of production, uninterrupted disturbance of all social conditions, everlasting uncertainty and agitation distinguish the bourgeois epoch from all earlier ones. All fixed, fast-frozen relations, with their train of ancient and venerable prejudices and opinions, are swept away, all new-formed ones become antiquated before they can ossify. All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned, and man is at last compelled to face with sober senses his real conditions of life, and his relations with his kind.

anyway. i'm in speech and debate. that's about it for anything outside of school. 3.0 GPA (prize-winning, i know).

i also like literature, although admittedly, i have not completed a book for about two years now. i begin them, get obsessed with them, and things get in the way; i can't finish them. my current, never-to-be-finished endeavors are What is Property? by P.J. Proudhon, The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas, and The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky. I love these books very dearly despite my noncommital personality.

hire me to screw up your life and mine.

thank you for reading my resume.