hai mươi ba ❀| high on the roof, thin the blood
[Vietnam is downtown, crouching on the roof of the Neutron Diner with a flamethrower strapped across her back. She stares down through a domino mask at the people who pass by on this busy Sunday and takes a drag on the cigar clamped between her teeth. She's dressed like a certain American 1980s comic book anti-hero, complete with the iconic smiley-face pin. Interestingly enough, the outfit looks fantastic on her. Who'd have thought it?
She's speaking in a direct, authoritative, husky way down at anyone who is passing by and might be listening, though it seems that she's mostly monologuing to herself.]
Hah. Everything's a fuckin' joke.
You people tell yourselves that you know what matters. That you're gonna get out of here. [She inhales deeply on the cigar.] I ain't one to stand in the way of blind hope. But this place is the American fuckin' dream, isn't it? [A bark of laughter.] White picket fences, a couple 'a kids, blue-collar job. You'd think you all'd be goddamned celebrating, not trying to escape. Welcome to paradise. Do any of you people know what some certain third-worlders would give ta be here? You revolt instead. You riot. Uncle Sam wonders where he went wrong. Where did he go right's more the question- hah!
Hn. Y'know what? I like it, though. Fighting back? Shit. Keep things in perspective. See the humorous side 'a it... Got a joke for you, now. Listen.
You wanna know what's wrong with the American dream?
It came true. You're livin' in it. Haha-!
[She bursts into laughter.]
She's speaking in a direct, authoritative, husky way down at anyone who is passing by and might be listening, though it seems that she's mostly monologuing to herself.]
Hah. Everything's a fuckin' joke.
You people tell yourselves that you know what matters. That you're gonna get out of here. [She inhales deeply on the cigar.] I ain't one to stand in the way of blind hope. But this place is the American fuckin' dream, isn't it? [A bark of laughter.] White picket fences, a couple 'a kids, blue-collar job. You'd think you all'd be goddamned celebrating, not trying to escape. Welcome to paradise. Do any of you people know what some certain third-worlders would give ta be here? You revolt instead. You riot. Uncle Sam wonders where he went wrong. Where did he go right's more the question- hah!
Hn. Y'know what? I like it, though. Fighting back? Shit. Keep things in perspective. See the humorous side 'a it... Got a joke for you, now. Listen.
You wanna know what's wrong with the American dream?
It came true. You're livin' in it. Haha-!
[She bursts into laughter.]