fuck the people

this is satire, folks. don't take it too seriously.

i hate britney spears. and justin timberlake. and paris hilton. and puff daddy. and michael jackson. and many more.

in fact, so vitriolic is my hatred for these people that i’d suggest they’re all indicative of the downfall of western society.

which leaves me wondering. why are the terrorists bombing innocent londoners?

why don’t they do the MTV awards? seriously. i’ll give you at least two j.los, one ben affleck, three paris hiltons, and a cool half-dozen p-diddys if you leave the rest of us the fuck alone.

fuck, for a guarantee, i'd even throw in tom cruise and oprah's sofa.

you don’t like what’s happening with western society, the erosion of our morals? then go to the fucking source. get the celebrities. they’re the problem. the average joe?

fuck off. we’re who ya want. we’re relatively boring people. we see movies, listen to music, make our own dinners, wash our own cars, and have gym memberships where we sweat it out with the rest of the sorry asses in our town.

we just look hot.

the celebrities? vacuous. droll. uninteresting. they’re advertising vehicles, that’s all. we love them, but we don’t need them.

i’m more than happy to return to an age where we lust after firemen, admire our cops, and drool over literary genius. i’m sick of hard copy, entertainment tonight, and all that shit.

and so is the rest of the world. the terrorists hate it, they keep bombing us for it.

“oh, but we can’t let them win, let’s keep the MTV Awards!”

nah, toast it all. torch it. fuck it. it’s not worth the hassle. let’s go back to indie rockers with torn jeans and english degrees.

all of this is just one big miscommunication, anyhow. we’re sitting around thinking all of islam is full of murdering fuckers (and it’s not) and they’re thinking all white westerners are vacuous people with no morality (they’re half right, but...).

me, i favour the “let’s lock the doors and smoke a bong and no one’s comin’ out till there’s an understandin’” approach to this problem.

great idea, but then the issue becomes real estate. where to put us all, and where do you find that big a bong?


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and two photos i took this morning. lovin' shootin' ratty old cars these days. (the pristine ones aren't as interesting...)