Day Dreams
Of late, I find myself taking a turn...
I fantasize about cutting open accountants and stock brokers with a variety of rusty objects.
I have pleasurable visions of mobs dragging CEOs and board members out of their beds at night and stringing them up on the opulent mansion gates.
I have wondered, for several years now, what it would feel like to stand before a bank building as it is being consumed by unchecked flames.
I am 32 years old and I have no sense of upward mobility, no faith in "peaceful protest", and no belief in a baseline of human decency or goodness. There can be no balance in politics when both ends of the scale are bought and paid for. The game is rigged, the "house" always wins and the funny thing is no one can clearly remember when this damned casino was built to contain us.
I fantasize about cutting open accountants and stock brokers with a variety of rusty objects.
I have pleasurable visions of mobs dragging CEOs and board members out of their beds at night and stringing them up on the opulent mansion gates.
I have wondered, for several years now, what it would feel like to stand before a bank building as it is being consumed by unchecked flames.
I am 32 years old and I have no sense of upward mobility, no faith in "peaceful protest", and no belief in a baseline of human decency or goodness. There can be no balance in politics when both ends of the scale are bought and paid for. The game is rigged, the "house" always wins and the funny thing is no one can clearly remember when this damned casino was built to contain us.