| Return of The Fly |
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| 11:09pm 14/11/2005 |
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music: The Misfits: We Are 138
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Saw "Saw II" 2day. I fail to see how anyone with cancer would find the time (between shitting blood and crying in pain) to booby trap a fucking two story house. Please don't tell me it's brilliant (I like it tho...) because it's not, it's full of plot holes that they attempt to fill in with a fucking 45 second montage at the end of the film that ACTUALLY manages to confuse me about several key points.
Interesting to note: www.saw3.com (wasting no time at all)
Past that:
Zombie-rock. It seems a niche filled exclusivly by Aussies and drunken idiot tex-boys. See "Zombie Ghost Train" for good zombie rock. Booze, Babes, Brains.
The way things are going out here *(in the US)* leads me to belive we are plunging into the midst of a facist decade. The government promises us security, it takes freedom. Idiot Average on the street has forgotten we are occupying foriegn soil for LIES. We get our TV piped in, we see front line reports (hardly), but it might as well be a sitcom. chewing popcorn. drnking beer. The Static of the Media burns the inside of my eyes: I read today the Arizona Republic (a pretty conservative rag, and very republican) is distributing FREE papers to local elementry schools in a move to "promote literacy."
Can't you wait until they're in middle school to start the process? Why not just place huge spotlights in the front of each classroom, turn 'em up to "center of the sun" bright and scream brainwashing rhetoric through a megaphone. It might seem odd, but when you tell the shelves of disinterested parents (minds seduced by commercial jinges and "Lost") that you're taking a "proactive approach to education" they'll grin and nod and not come to the ParentTeacherAssociation meeting that month.
Erika got a Jury Summons today, and was trying to get me to help her think of a way out of it. In the same day, we talked of CHRISTIANTIA, the anarcho-hippy commune that sealed itself away from the city of Copenhagen, Denmark. We had remarked that in a "libertarian socialist" (ANARCHY) society, all people would make decisions about the fate of the place and it's residents, but we can't be arsed to play peer to our fellow man. America is collapsing, I can sense it. Jeb Bush remarked he might run for President when his brother had reached the legal limit to his rule. Dynasty. Die Nasty. We're all going to burn.
I don't post often in this because I KNOW a few pople read it, but I don't particularly know who. It's no fun shitting into the ether alone.
Last night, a security officer for my complex (apartment, not inferiority) had carded me like he was a cop, and, being in no real antiauthoritarian mood, I presented it, even singing a little song I made up on the spot about my name and address (to the melody of "Howdy Doody time") to keep the mood friendly.
AT 11:30 that night the asshole was knocking on my fucking door. "Did you kick a lamp?"
"What?" (I stepped out on the porch and closed the door behind me, just like I would with a REAL officer)
"Someone said you kicked a lamp, I though tI'd just get your side of the story." (his voice was so soft I thought he might be hitting on me)
"Like, the posts outside? Is one broken?" (I was concerned)
"No...he said you were (he leans against the wall) leaning on it like this and (taps the wall lightly with the back of his foot) kicking it like this. Is this true?"
*"GET THE FUCK OFF MY PORCH BEFORE I CALL YOUR GOD DAMN SEARGENT." (this is what I wanted to scream in his face but I said instead) "No. I'm too busy writing to loiter about causing meaningless trouble, Stevie." (He reacted to my use of an ironic diminutive by stepping back once, placing his hand on his belt. I think he carried mace, and I realized my mistake quickly and prepared myself mentally for the possiblity his 'authority' might go to his head and I might end up blind and litigating)
"Well, I just thought I'd come by and get a report."
I Was Bothered. He had looked at my ID and was at my door a few hours later- what sort of country do I live in? Where fucking rent a cops can bang on my door at 11:30? FIRST I'm goint o get this shithead wannabe mallsec fired for his late night inquires (I can safely assume that there has NOT been a rash of brutal lamp-leanings in my neighborhood and that he was simply coming to my home to harrass me)
Between you and me, Internet, I think we'd be better off erecting a couple of barricades and making our own little commune. |
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