Thursday, July 08, 2010
WE DON'T LIKE YOUR KIND
Let's face it, kids, we are the dirty-faced outlaws who no one wants in their clean white town. We are too loud, too violent, too brash. We don't sing, have pretty sets, or wear retro suits. They admire us from afar, wish they could do what we do, then they pull the shades and settle for the familiar and safe. They are lazy sheep.
Thanks for the kind words and all your support, Katey and I appreciate your venom. But know this, I thrive on living outside the love circle. I've been here for ten years now. It fuels my bitterness, my over-inflated sense of self-righteousness and it makes me a more relevant artist.
It's too easy and lazy to be angry (Mariska Hargitay are you fucking kidding me? ). So today, I choose gratitude. I am enormously proud of everyone associated with Sons of Anarchy and truly excited about the stories we get to tell. Yes, accolades are wonderful, (and if we were nominated I'd be calling the Academy geniuses) but at the end of the day, I'm simply grateful that I get paid a lot of money to do something I love. And so, I go back to work, on the wrong side of the tracks. Ride safe.
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