School

In other news it's getting very hard to take school seriously. I show up, fill in the sheet and then they give me a grade. One day I will graduate.

Ryan's Super Psychology 101 is going on all the time, and is in many ways better than any of my classes.

Martial Arts, Anti-War Columbus, ...

All more important than school and do more for the world anyway.

Get Off My Back

This entry is dedicated to that which;

A. Has no relevancy

B. Cannot be proven wrong

C. Is irritating

D. Goes right on existing anyway despite all your hatred and impatience

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Long Live Hunter S.

I recently had a chance to view "Where the Buffalo's Roam" , a movie about the life and times of Hunter S. Thomspon. Rest in Peace. It has been brought to my attention that there are things in my life that I am taking entirely too seriously. Hunter S. Thompson did not give a fuck. He took all the drugs he wanted to and did whatever he wanted. His job was to travel around the country and critique America. What a life?

I think that one thing that happened is that the media embraced the counter-culture and the "revolution" of the 1960's. Abbie Hoffman was on magazine covers. I saw re-runs of a show last week that had Jerry Rubin on it. The media are like that kid, who always acts like he is "down", even though everybody knows he isn't. Sometimes he fools a couple of schmucks (The American Public).

So at some point the media decides "The Revolution" is no longer profitable. Right there on the air it aims to kill it and embrace the New Right. I imagine this happened in the 1980's sometime. Then all these dumb crackers don't think American Revolutionaries exist anywhere, that they've lost. Why because you had a fake contest and they didn't win? The entire American Cult of Personality is a professional wrestling match.

Luckily the up and coming of the new millenium watched the WWF growing up. The best way to win is to act like you've already won. It was Vince McMahon who coined the slogan, attitude is everything. Right now in the 2006 everybody, who has any genuine thought about how things should be, is made to feel isolated and embarassed. Stuck on the defensive. Pushing a boulder up a hill.

I for one don't care how many liberals Bill O'Reilly yells at. I don't care what the fuck Dennis Miller says. I will not be lumped together with that whiny liberal crowd.

I will not be lumped.


I will fuckin' knock your ass out.

Me

I am the greatest person in the history of the world.

The Downfall of Grunge

The Downfall of Grunge

Vh1 has already copyrighted the story. The world was run by evil Hair Metal Bands and Nirvana rose up and unseated them from their throne. How glorious. It would appear that Nirvana took a lesson from the Bolshiveks. For once the Bolshiveks took power of the State of Russia they became as tyrannical and corrupt as the bastared Czar they had driven from power.

Nirvana fashion models walking down the runway. Jnco jeans, flannel shirts for $39.99. The word Grunge. Out is in. All of a sudden everyone from Seatlle with a guitar and a sad story gets a record deal. Now you can buy pants pre-worn, already torn up for you so you don't have to bother.

If ever something rebellious comes around The Spectacle cannot shun, it assimilates it. No matter how mutated the formation becomes. Alternative communities can come about that are so seductive even Rolling Stone cannot deny them. The New York Based Up Against the Wall Motherfucker Collective, has something to say about this phenonmena.

When a community fails its goals it "turns-in" upon itself, usually with drug abuse. All of its battles typically become in-fights amongst itself. I liked Nirvana, and I liked Pearl Jam, and I liked Alice in Chains. I still do. But it appears these bands could not even take their own advice in their times of trouble. They sang songs about alienation, isolation, revolt, disenfranchisment, and depression. These are all real things in the real world. Real things young people experience everyday. Because of this they beat the Hair Metal Bands and took the airwaves.

And in the end they all killed themselves are split up. All that needed to be said, was said. They did not know how to move on. It seems one can be isolated alone at the bottom just as well as one can be isolated at the top. Made an unwilling American Celebrity and whisked out into the Holywood Hills.

What now dominates the airwaves are petty imitations of these bands. They express no genuine thought or emotion. They take us now where and offer us nothing. Corporations now use songs from the 1960's to advertise to their baby-booming conusmers. It is appartent that what we are hearing now on the radio is nothing but a trial run for the advertisements of the future. We are a test market. The songs stimulate us just enough for us to remember we are concious. Driving down the street on the way to the apocalypse...

Rain Fire

I have a sinus infection.
When I blow my nose my snot is brown.
I hate winter's in Columbus and every year I forget how bad it is until it's here.

Anyways I have been going out of town and doing all sorts of cool shit but I am not going to write about it.
I have had a sinus infection three times this quarter.
One of my teacher's is trying to disenroll me from class because I've missed so many days.
I sent him a threatening e-mail in respondse.
More to come on that...

I think I am going to become a vegan.
I think the main criticism I will hear is that being vegan is not masculine.
As if I have been getting my masculinty from a can of tuna, a fucking cheeseburger?
Prove yourself with needless labor, prove yourself with meaningless possessions, prove yourself by eating pork?

I prove myself by having nothing to prove.

I offer no proof to a society that hasn't proven shit to me. I reject the Grand Lie in the Sky.

And on that note, I've been drinking less lately as well.

"The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. "