Fuck the Future, Burn Your Money

21 May

I need to fail. When good shit happens it hurts. I asked for a raise. Had to wait two months to know. The whole time thinking don’t freak out. God remove my obsession with money. God let me just show up and be of service. God remove outcome dependence. Let me be patient. But that’s not how it works.

You wait patiently for the bus but it doesn’t come until your patience breaks. Only shows up after you flip out that you’re gonna be late, stomp on your phone. A quantum thing. Can’t have what you want until it means nothing. I’ll find a mother for my kids the day my last sperm cell dies. Get a 500,000 advance for Hot Naked Tits 2 the day Weimar inflation hits. Good for half a heel of bread.

This raise was gonna save me. I got the raise. Then I knew it was nothing. Still poor forever. Eke out a niggardly existence in a town where fire comes out of the tap. You have to drink it because that’s all there is. A town where six foot four single moms from Denny’s fight videos with that weird downy back hair; women with hormone levels like Lyle Alzado beat me. Break my brittle old bones. Rip off my colostomy bag. Empty it on my face. Passing teens laugh at my shriveled penis in the cold. Turkey tendon arthritic hands flailing. Poor old and alone. I can never have kids. College tuition 68 grand a year. About twice the median pre tax income of an American household. Never have kids or if I do I’ll give them nothing. Cycle starts over again. They too age poor. Catheters yanked out in the street by hooting teen mobs from World Star.

Fuck education. College is a scam. But my kids not going to college: unconscionable. I went to fancy prep school. Wouldn’t trade it for the world. The education was seeing how rich people live. 5,000 families in the country get relief from money fear. It takes four generations living off the interest of the interest. By the time the panic’s bred out of them they’re 1/16th owners of islands off the Connecticut coast. Grandfathered in before some law that no man should own that. Dozens of horses in their name. Second cousins gifting them nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine dollars every Christmas birthday graduation that they don’t even notice. It just sits somewhere accruing money and money and money. When I worked in real estate I’d look at property titles. Every single one under some family trust. Wealth must be multigenerational. If you’re not born rich you’ll never be. Unless you’re the sacrificial lamb who grinds yourself to the bone hustling so thankless descendants can forget you. People don’t talk about how fucking hard making money is. Whoring lying hustling to outcompete other hustling liars.

I’m about in the top ten per cent of income earners now. The top quarter of households. But a house in LA costs half a million at least. Rent is fifteen grand a year at least. On a block where if your bike isn’t embedded in a cube of solid steel it will instantly vanish. The median income of a household where I live is like 38 grand. How the fuck does it work.

We do have Weimar inflation. “Inflation” only counts off brand TVs made by Bengali slaves. Not food housing healthcare and education, not taxes upon taxes. It all goes up and up and up until you absolutely must inherit Saudi money to afford a shack. A textbook. A tongue depressor. The government will never save you. Capitalism is pure evil shit but anything the government touches, worse. Public schools just packed with MS13 face tattoo illiterates, grizzly bear sized microcephalic Denny’s fighters who’ll machete my gangly meek children. I’ll get out, you think. I’ll go to Couer d’Alene or some shit but the only job up there is jerking off donkeys. California money moving up into the mountains fleeing Mexicans, everywhere just rich old bastards ruining it. Wherever you go they suck so much out of you that your wage level means poor. To be upper middle class they make you move where the neighborhood association charges 20 grand a year to chide you about lawn ornaments.

I got the raise which means I suck I’ll fail I’m doing a shitty job they’ll fire me. Retroactively suck back my bank account. I can’t work anymore. I fucking hate this job, all jobs, but I need twenty god damn years of money to retire. Every year save enough to live half a year. So I need to work forty more years. That’s alone. No wife.

No kids to get scholarships to fancy prep school, where I learned how rich people are. Also Latin. Reciting the Aeneid. Something to keep my mind occupied the summer after, working third shift in a candle factory. That Cape Verdean bank robber who’d done 20 years for murder said he was gonna fuck me up. I’d lost a trick in the spades game on our 1AM lunch break. He kept glaring. Virgil kept me focused whacking the label gun on crates of Yankee Bayberry votives instead of panicking. Nine dollars an hour minus two bucks to the temp agency. Arma virumque cano, Troiae qui primus ab oris. I’ll have to work in a candle factory again at 80. Be a janitor again. Reach my hand into back office toilets again, dislodge black tar streaks of fat grizzled insurance men’s long thick greasy fibrous all meat diet logs. And every girl asks: what do you do.

This money is a curse. I’ve seen the poor. They’re happy. Every person in the Philippines, a joyous idiot. God give me specific brain damage that renders me unable to work. God make me a drooling twitching vegetable. Vaguely aware that it feels nice when an orderly balms my sores. God let me not dream of freedom. It kills me.


52 Responses to “Fuck the Future, Burn Your Money”

  1. Cecil Henry May 21, 2016 at 4:56 pm #

    ‘ The median income of a household where I live is like 38 grand. How the fuck does it work’.

    Indeed. Being in the top 5% seems to be nothing. ITs poverty all the way up!!

    Great article.

    Fleecing the productive is a sure way to make the productive disappear or at least foster the parasitic mindset to steal, lie, coerce and destroy. Taxed on the money you earn, then taxed on savings, taxed on investments, taxed on tax.

  2. Nikolai Vladivostok May 21, 2016 at 7:47 pm #

    I live like a king on $38,000 a year and save plenty. You know how.
    Perhaps you might write a post about why you choose not to.

    • sugarbush May 22, 2016 at 1:06 am #

      Define living like a king.

      • Nikolai Vladivostok May 22, 2016 at 2:41 am #

        Er, I have a dungeon . . .
        Really, I live frugally but never worry about money. My bills are paid out of my account automatically and I never even think about them. I eat out whenever, travel overseas a couple of times a year and rent a decent apartment. I feel no need to budget.
        If I lost my job tomorrow I could chill for a year or two before looking around for another one. Theoretically I could retire and never work again – that’s the king bit for me.
        But no, I don’t get to behead boring jesters or impudent commenters. My ability to form a harem is limited by living in a small town. My toilet seat is made of plastic, not gold, and I clean it myself.

      • Father O'Hara aka Adolf Hitler's Skid Marks On His Underpants May 22, 2016 at 2:07 pm #

        Fucking young bitches

      • Rabbi O'Herlihy May 23, 2016 at 1:40 pm #

        “Mick Heil,” asshole.

  3. Burl Ives' Bulging Ballsac May 22, 2016 at 1:55 am #

    You ought to read this over a slideshow of images
    played Infomercial-style in some art gallery; screw Sulcowitz.

    Exemplary work, dear boy. Exemplary.

  4. killtoparty May 22, 2016 at 8:55 am #

    You know the world is stupid when money has become meaningless after our basic needs for food and cam girls have been met.

    We’re all running around selling magazine subscriptions, getting tokens to pick out bullshit from the big prize catalog once a month. You got the AM/FM radio? I’m sitting here with baby panda pencil toppers. Who cares, tough?

  5. CK May 24, 2016 at 11:16 am #

    The commuter train goes all the way to Palmdale, have at it.

    DT should write a book with James Altucher. My two favorite fuckups on the internet.

  6. Cands May 25, 2016 at 9:51 am #

    I’ve had the same thought, that I’ll toil and grind my entire life and just as I’m about to settle down and buy some property, the lid will blow off the economy and it’ll all be worthless.

    I spend my money freely now. That’s the only rational gameplan in this Keynesian house of cards we’ve been trapped in by myopic politicians and greedy, black-eyed Jewish bankers. Spend it, consume, enjoy it while it’s worth something, before inflation robs you and makes a mockery of the frugal and responsible.

    • george arr arr fartin May 26, 2016 at 9:30 am #

      the politicians are also greedy and they’re controlled by the Joo bankers (“ZOG”). even if you bought property you’d owe property taxes on it. and if you don’t pay they’ll take that land away from you. or they can just take it if the brand you a domestic terrorist like what happened in Oregon recently. you’d have to buy land in some foreign country with no property taxes and no coercive gov’t. i’m looking at some places to escape in the next 1-2 years. the “united” states is done as a country.

      • Sylvia June 17, 2016 at 7:26 pm #

        Is Joo like a play on an Asian last name or are you too cowardly to type ‘Jew’?

  7. george arr arr fartin May 26, 2016 at 9:20 am #

    We’re all gonna die anyway so why not enjoy the more beautiful, tranquil moments. There are bright sides if only you would look. And there are more affordable places to live and work if only you would focus on finding them. Nikolai seems to have found his stride.

    • Austin Millbarge May 26, 2016 at 1:16 pm #

      Well, maybe ol’ Vlad up there ain’t Impaling someone on the regular,
      so that’s gotta save $$$
      Do forgive if I seem dickish though, Nikolai. Truth is, I’m pulling for ya.
      You can bloody well write, lapochka.

      PS – also ‘pulling’ over that image of the banana-titted Twitter maiden;
      who is she ?

      • Nikolai Vladivostok May 28, 2016 at 9:58 pm #

        Impaling is also free and easy if you find the right location.
        Being dickish is fine – someone’s noticing me!

  8. Rejected Ad Copy for Christian Brothers Brandy May 27, 2016 at 9:31 am #

    Time to drink and fuck thousands of girls. Be a sex tourist every chance you get. You know you want to. Forget the future. Forget sobriety. Embrace the here and now. You only live once, or, as the half-negroes say: yolo.

    • Anonymous May 27, 2016 at 10:56 am #

      Hi, Ben.

      • hot naked jewess May 27, 2016 at 11:14 pm #

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  9. hot naked jewess May 27, 2016 at 11:13 pm #

    if by now you haven’t traded $3 in fiat united states currency for 1 digital copy of delicious tacos’ first electronic book, then you are indeed a homosexual (bottom), or an untrustworthy female of low-value (probably fat).

    what is dead may never walk again, but it will fly etc. etc.

    • Sylvia June 17, 2016 at 7:23 pm #

      What is dead may never die you bucket of pooh.

  10. swastika chicken legs June 1, 2016 at 11:00 am #

    superb poast. 100% agree. only reasonable course of action now is to kidnap a virgin, go into the woods, build a Craster’s Keep style compound. if you join me in Idaho, we can trade daughters to avoid that little incest issue.


  11. token black comment June 1, 2016 at 9:41 pm #

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    • token black reader June 5, 2016 at 4:44 pm #

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  14. Electricdix June 8, 2016 at 6:33 pm #

    Can you fucken write something?

    Slogging through all this bullshit on the internet trying to get my deliciously taco’d double penny fix.

    Not bad yourself?

    • Electricdix June 8, 2016 at 6:36 pm #

      P.s. my girlfriend is Mexican and now likes to get fucked in the ass because of my dirty behavior (i hope).

      But this time there was a fair amount of shit on the tip of my dick after I finished and I could smell it. I think it turned me on a little more.

      Good you?

    • Electricdix II: the electrick fucka-yoo June 8, 2016 at 10:09 pm #


      happy now? good. shut up & fuck right off.

      • Electricdix June 10, 2016 at 10:28 am #

        You original mothafucka!

        Write taco write my prophet!

      • Antheraea Assamensis June 10, 2016 at 10:15 pm #

        Imma betchoo could fuck a moth
        & not even hit Cervix widdat lil ol ‘lectridick a’ yoas.

        now would you mind if I kept on reading, s’il vous plait ?

  15. HIGH PRIORITY comment June 9, 2016 at 5:17 pm #

    ur gay

  16. Electricdix June 17, 2016 at 9:29 am #

    I fell off the wagon waiting for DT.

    • Assam Assam June 18, 2016 at 9:15 pm #

      Shame you didn’t fall in front of it.

  17. Sylvia June 17, 2016 at 7:19 pm #

    At what point of desperation would you consider boning if I invited you over? Like, just so I know what to look out for in future blog posts?

    • thirst identifier June 17, 2016 at 8:57 pm #

      thirsty comment

      • Sylvia June 18, 2016 at 4:29 pm #

        You should change your name to Capt. Obvious.

  18. Sylvia June 18, 2016 at 9:26 pm #

    Oh! Can please more of your stupid weirdo fans post more pictures of themselves on Amazon!? I’ve always wondered what kind of ghouls honestly give into this weirdo stuff about pills and you have to have money and be hipster or whatever crap they tell themselves when they’re crying on their pillows at night.

    • hey sylvia, June 19, 2016 at 1:33 am #

      you first. cant say Im not curious.

      • Sylvia June 19, 2016 at 10:38 am #

        I’m not trying to buy the collection.

      • hey sylvia, June 19, 2016 at 9:19 pm #

        unsure what you mean there, but give us a photo.
        been wondering about you after reading comments
        and whatnot that you’ve posted over the years.

      • Sylvia June 24, 2016 at 11:02 am #

        No, I am 31 so it doesn’t matter.

  19. Negroid June 20, 2016 at 8:43 pm #

    In all probability, “Sylvia” is probably fat, over 30.

    • hey negroid, June 21, 2016 at 2:32 am #

      I just like seeing the Regulars come back, is all.

      There were some top-notch commenters; read the old posts.

      • Sylvia June 24, 2016 at 11:05 am #

        You right, you right. It wasn’t always, Oh Dtacos, I’ll suck your dick for a book. Please tacos you degenerate I’m going to keep calling you degenerate so you remember you’re a degenerate and I like it because I am too can we be friends plz i’ll suck your dick, i bet it’s so big i’m a power bottom so i’ll do all the work but don’t tell anyone because i’m a man and blue red purple pillz teehee but don’t forget i’ll suck your dick.

  20. Mad Max June 20, 2016 at 9:09 pm #

    “This raise was gonna save me. I got the raise. Then I knew it was nothing. Still poor forever. Eke out a niggardly existence in a town where fire comes out of the tap.”

    This had me in stitches!

    I also recently went to a job interview in a bigger city. Same job, more money. I checked out apartment prices and realized that even though I’d be making about 30% more money, I wouldn’t be able to maintain my current standard of living.

    Poverty all the way up.

    • Negroid June 21, 2016 at 12:56 am #

      Sleep outta your car for a while. Save up enough to get a decent place near public transit. Sell your car and take the train/bus to work. Drink at the local dive joints. Cook your own meals from scratch, using ingredients bought in bulk. You can do it buddy. I know because that’s what I did—and it worked. As you can see I’m living and breathing and I have internet connection on a Made in China laptop that lets me leave a real comment on the Delicious Tacos dot com every now and then.

      a Negroid

      • hey negroid (ben), June 21, 2016 at 2:37 am #

        wtf do you keep closing your blog down for

      • re: hey negroid (ben) June 21, 2016 at 8:32 pm #

        re: “wtf do you keep closing your blog down for”

        The person known as “ben” is under suicide watch in a Santa Barbara psych ward. He is allowed 30 minutes per day to browse delicious tacos dot com and xvideos.

  21. bobic January 17, 2019 at 3:34 pm #

    “A town where six foot four single moms from Denny’s fight videos with that weird downy back hair; women with hormone levels like Lyle Alzado beat me. Break my brittle old bones. Rip off my colostomy bag. Empty it on my face. Passing teens laugh at my shriveled penis in the cold. Turkey tendon arthritic hands flailing. Poor old and alone. I can never have kids. College tuition 68 grand a year. About twice the median pre tax income of an American household. Never have kids or if I do I’ll give them nothing. Cycle starts over again. They too age poor. Catheters yanked out in the street by hooting teen mobs from World Star.”

    genuinely made me laugh, thanks


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