Friday Phumpday

No work = more work

Non-genetic relations are here this weekend, so a scramble to present a pitiful perception of cleanliness and order. Anyone with any intelligence whatsoever can see right through it.

But that doesn't matter. What matters is that I live in crap -- figuratively and literally. Discusting.

The sky is incredibly beautiful today. So is the dirt. So is everything else I'm not able to mess up.

Thursday is the Day Today

Of course, this is arbitrary just like all the other days of the week, names and numbers of the month, the year, etc. In any case, remember to put a big red 'X' on today's date before you go do beddie-bie tonight.

The stupidity and absurdity of life is beginning to catch up with me. But the target is fuzzy (at best) and it's difficult or impossible to accurately aim at a fuzzy target.

I don' wanna.

I don' care.

My two most frequent and loudest mantras.

Pitiful and discusting. Change is in the air. It smells like popcorn.

It's Now Wednesday

Wednesday. Whoopie.

Rumsfeld is gone, to be replaced with just another creepy idiot out of the same bag.

It will never not be a mess.

It's Tuesday so I Won't Vote

Democracy is ridiculous. The result is least common denominator. "Hot dogs and beans for all!!!" because that's the only thing a democratic decision can come up with. How boring and how idiotic. The institutions that really run this country understand this, which is why it's ridiculous for such entities to vote. They don't need to because they get what they want in much easier ways.

Keeping the rabble distracted by voting and making it sound like "it counts" is epic.

How They Stole The Mid-term Election

Voting should be "the end" rather than "the beginning" or "the only". In a capitalistic society, there are much better ways to vote -- and we do several times a day which results in digging our collective grave a little deeper and a little faster. If we only understood how much power we actually have and what a thin thread we dangle from. But only a few hundred or maybe a few thousand people in this country understand this, and they either try to take advantage of it or they choose to evade.

The sooner the grave is dug and the USA is buried, the better. It's just a matter of time. The USA will wither away slowly and desperately, but it will be gone fairly soon. To be replaced with what?

Hopefully we can then worry about more important things.

Monday

Today is Monday. An arbitrary designation.