This is one of the few humans that makes any sense at all.
I don’t have pet peeves — I have major psychotic fucking hatreds! A house is just a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get more stuff. Have you ever noticed that their stuff is shit and your shit is stuff? I wanna live. I don’t wanna die. That’s the whole meaning of life: Not dying! I figured that shit out by myself in the third grade. I used to be Irish Catholic. Now I’m an American — you know, you grow. No one knows what’s next, but everybody does it. The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, “You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I’m just not close enough to get the job done.” Most people with low self-esteem have earned it. “No comment” is a comment. So far, this is the oldest I’ve been. Capitalism tries for a delicate balance: It attempts to work things out so that everyone gets just enough stuff to keep them from getting violent and trying to take other people’s stuff. |
