5/18/2004

eNtrY #003 ::sAriN-gaS-bLueS::

< wE viEw thiS woRLd thROUGh a genetiCaLLy-modiFied lens. >
aLL TaLkiNG HeaDs :
"aLL red, whiTe & fuCkINg bLue. "


eVERyONE haS somEthinG to Say..
boToXed-Tv- anChoReD- liPS- goRGe-on- exPert-fuCkINg-'aVeRagEJoE' tesTimoNY...
meanWhiLe :: ruRal miDweSt amErica:: hoLDs traiLEr paRKS & waL-mArt loGOS
at baY ::iN the tiMe it taKEs:: for long-dIStaNCe truCkers and unDerclass hoardS to cHuff uP
the hoMe-maDe metamphetamine:: >

pSSt..daddy!.
THe Lab's surrOUNded bY chiCkeN cOOP..no urban graffiti tO bE foUnd!...
.

reliGion wraps its sinEwy limbS arouND geNocidE
whiLe quieTly zIppIng tHe bodyBaGs & doctoriNG the obiTuarY.
deMocraCy's erAsING ouR ideNtiTY.
SariN's hitcHIng a riDe on eL niNo's taiL aND prOmiSes sWeeT obLivIoN...

buY youR tiCkeT on tHe waY thRouGH, foLKS >
middLe-eaStern cuRRencY iS accepTED
.

raTionalize poWeR iN the WroNG hands
IN cleNCheD fiSTs of diVerSITY.
suPeRSize mE, bioeThNicaLLy cLeanSe mE,
teLL mE > whaT frEEdOm & liBerTY means?
teLL mE > whaT's reaL anD whaT's iMagINED?
teLL me > whY interveNTioN & thIRd pArtY iS...bUT a cRueL joKe?
teLL mE > wHy we'Re liVinG uNder tHe shaDOW of eLEvaTed THreat?
LivINg on boRRowed tiME?
:: whoSe timE? ::

yOUrs?
miNE?

TheN whY iS iT thaT I beGiN to chuCkle, softlY at fiRst?
iS it becaUSe the meter's ruNNinG?...
iS it becaUSe surveILLanCe & suspiCiON iS tHe individuaL's LoaD?
or is it becaUse it's all reaLLy, veRy, veRy fuNNy?
esPeciaLLy noW that tHE saViOur of tHe nEw woRld haS riSen?

{ rouNDs of warM applaUSe reSoNate thRouGh press-conFeREnce podiUmS wORldwiDe.}

I'd liKe to pReSeNt:

< the buSh-boT>
prototyPE# 66634698

I jUSt loVe thiS proto-tyPe; its arroganCe is eNdearIng, sinCere, in fact.
< especially wHen expOsed to the mediA fLash of idolatry. >
iT aLsO poSSesses aN astouNDing abiliTy
to communicate clairvoyaNTly wiTh the entIRe WesTern worLD,
whiCh is particularLY haNDy
wheN huntINg dowN eiTher WMD or "evIL" dicatators.
{goD forBid!}.
It's a slicK public speaKEr,
althougH iT haS beeN knoWN to orate 31-epiC-rollinG-minuTe-speecHEs
(wiThouT checkINg auto-Cue) .

(damn, theRe muSt be a viagra-iSed memoRy chip in there, somewhere) .

... whiLe extoLLing the gooD, chrisTian virTues
of thaT little ole whoRe knoWn as democracy!

LooK, I haVe notHIng persoNal aGaiNst < the bOT >
I underStaNd it is a kindA epiTome of WMD
:: if noT bY its aCtiONs alOne...
theN by iTs ridicuLouS assuMptiON thaT the enTiRE global populaTion neeDs democratisiNG.
It's liKe the blOODy schOOlyArd buLLY
< usiNG coertIOn as the only meaNs necessary >
anD I haTe the facT that IT appearS to be draGGinG uS deePer inTO
:: a veRy, verY darK aGe ::
aN abYss wheRe civIL-LibeRty wiLL {sOON} be but a disTant meMOry.

oN the flipSide > fundaMentaliSm sucKS too.
< tHe bin-LadEn boT > haSn't exaCtly scoRed poiNts eiTheR.
to Be blUNt ...
I couldn'T caRe LeSs abOUT theSe poWer-hunGry hyBrids oF ouR owN makING.
I juSt waNT soME goddaMN sanITY baCk agaIN.
I don'T waNT to juMp ouT of mY skIN everYtimE a car baCkfiRes...
I don'T wanT to be aN obedieNT slaVe to the evanGelicAl mediA gods
who spiN theiR propogAnda wiTH a libEral sprinKLing of truTH.

daMn, noW thoSe :: sariN-gaS-bLuEs :: reaLLY goT mE!

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5/14/2004

eNtrY #002 :: caTaToNic bliSS ::


pRiVate LynnDie eNgland's worlD is nO lonGeR sooo priVate:
steP- up little 21-yEaR-oLD-domInatrIX--poSteR girL.
combaT fatiguEs are thE neW stiLettO.
vacaNt stares aNd calM demeanOurS
moRe chillINg thaN wORds filtereD throuGh crUeL LiPS...

I dOn't knoW thiS woMaN, anD nEitheR dO I waNt to...
liKe, heR smiRkING faCe oN thoSe phoTograPHs : saY it aLL :

heR lawYers wiLL defenD heR sadIstiC tenDencIes purrING:::
she's jusT a pussycaT, really....
nudGe, nudGe: "buT...siR... I waS juSt folloWING orDers!..."

of couRse you WeRe, little miSSY!
witH that cool, catatoNIC aND remoRsefUL teAr in Your eye,
anD spIke In yOUR steP,
hoW couLD we douBt yoU?

NewzFlaSH: excLusiVe iNTerVIEW {oR} eNGlaND-caM
it doesN't reallY matter which,
becauSe the camERa's whoRed
heR iDenTITY anywaY...

:: psst....juSt the waY she liKes it. :: >

"I felt kindA weiRd doinG it...," shE reMeMbeRed.

spOkeN liKE a truE, custoM-maDe, miliTarY barBie-dOLL.
onLy thiS onE cOmeS accessoRiseD wiTH
S&M toYz to brigHten the mOOD oF anY over-crowDed US guLAg...
:: inciDentaLLy :: deNiAl IS paRT of the LIP- serviCe, foLKS!

neXt : she's poTenTIal court-mArtiAL baIT.
didN't couNT on thaT!
hell-soMe one'S gotta bE the faLLchICk
< mighT as weLL-bE tHe giRL neXtdoor... >

a friEnd of mIne arguEs:
"deMocraCY is the ideaL of the westerN woRLD::
a socIaL/poLiticAl theoRY thaT haS neVer bEEn


<<<<< fuLLY reaLIsed".>>>>>>

deMocraCy iS faNTaSY...
dictaTorShiPS =geNocIDe+miSerY=de-EvOlve=

i HAtE tHeM aLL...
theY aLL suCk greeDiLY frOm the saMe, goddaMN,
uniVeRSal- craCk-piPe- oF-our- oPPReSSIOn.

tHey belieVe in oNe voICe :::::
aNd oNe voICe ONLY ::::

eGo: teStoSterONe: arroGaNCe: domInatION: POWER.

staRs&StRipES, humBle megalomaniacaL shepHerDs, political theSpians in piNSTRipes.

how's abOUT sLippiNG-inTO-a-comfy-leaThER-coCkpIT-oF-a-braNd-nEw-coNvertabLE, boYS.
dROp massIVe doSeS of viaGra.
treK thRouGH soMe godforSakEn, trUmpiAN, maLe-bonDing retreat.
hoWL >>>>
sCreaM >>>>>
beaT youR chEsTS >>>>>>
geT it OUT of yOUR syStems
waGe YOUR OWN PRIVATE fuCKinG WARS

but keeP uS the hell ouT of iT. ..


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5/11/2004

eNtrY #001 :: whaT is tHIs voYeUriSTiC heLL? ::

< TheRe's noThing roManTIC abouT TodaY >

I aWoKe tHIs morNING tO diScoVeR a mAn
haD bEEn beHeaDed bEcauSe of his nationalITY!
< YESterDay fiLLed me witH EvEn greAteR blOOdy optimISm. >
:::: heY-Ho, folks:::::::
saDisTiC practiCes aRe bAcK in voGUE
aNd hYPocRisy's the new BuzzwoRd...

LiKe - wHat tHe hell's goinG oN ouT theRe?

I don'T waNt to :: rEacT::
bUt I can't HelP it. I FEEl like a fucKing
voyEuriStic vulTURe devouRinG evEry digiTal morSel
laId ouT in tHis granD aNd elaBorate fEast of
miLLennIaL kaBle-life.

iT doEsn'T maTTer whO I am > becausE all iT iS =
a voiCe echOIng thRough spAce...
buT the fAct is I'm HeRe
< aNd I'm a wiTneSS >
We aLL aRe...

I love thiS worLD of enDless corriDors.
< I dOn't knoW who You are,
aNd neiTher yoU I. >

it's kinDa liKe bedsiT laND :: @4am::
wheRe the only ligHT thaT shinEs iS the waRM glAre
of a compuTer sCreen filleD wiTh woRdZ ...

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