That's it, I'm turning in my cred.

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I'm giving up: here are my hip card, my snob card, my artiste card, and every last speck of opinionated relevancy to which I may have previously clung in a delusion of stalwart guardianship of culture. For I have made my conscious decision to join the ranks of the teeming thoughtless masses, wine-drunk on the saccharine ephemera spewed forth and propagated by the faceless and soulless arbiters of human consumption. Let my decisions, nay my very emotions, henceforth be the province of the endless, money-fed stream of mind-numbing schlock dulling our senses to the harsh realities of our very real world, let me recline in complacence as the stream stickily churns and flows past my field of half-focused vision. I have turned on, tuned in, and dropped out.

Because this is the best god damn thing I've seen all god damn week:

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If I am a pilgrim to Gomorrah, then I am a pilgrim to Gomorrah. And I walk surely theretoward, as surely as my eyes do sting.