27 Aug

Have to write something family friendly so I don’t miss a month in archives. Point of pride. Done this over five years and if you look on the bottom right you’ll see not a month missed. In the beginning not a day missed. I’m a god damn institution.

But now– If you’ve not kept up I gotta keep certain shit on the DL. Stay employed to retire alone to the jungle and die. It drives me insane, to not share shit with you people. While the world is just noise about Trump, race, other things that don’t exist. Women. Fat Nazis whom Doritos® and Uber® earnestly need you to know they’re against. Tiki® torch Dockers® schlumps with ham heads standing in opposition to the passionately held beliefs of official Oreos® Twitter®. Jesus Christ, kill this country– wait no, I didn’t say that. Kamala Harris’ (D-CA) you go girl no trial executions of sex traffickers aka anyone who once bought a hooker a pack of gum, brought to you by Always®. Nightmare society. Our Nazis whine about wanting more cops; they’re just (REDACTED SLUR) who want to tell the teacher.

I saw Antifa at the Women’s March. I had a United Farm Workers flag with an iron eagle that my friend brought to be an asshole. The Antifa was a girl; she glared as I explained labor solidarity something something Hispanics. Kept glowering over her sweatshop bandana like all 90 pounds of her was gonna kick my ass. Must have had a razor in her mouth. We both knew she just needs a good (REDACTED) but you can’t do that anymore. People so lonely they make fake wars so their arms might brush against another person. There’s no fixing this life. Suck out what you can and go.

10 Responses to “Moderation”

  1. Anony-fucking-mous August 27, 2017 at 1:54 pm #

    I’m sitting here in the middle of a hurricane and happy to see you post again. The only thing that would make me happier would be if this hurricane was permanent and country wide and the chattel suffered and died when the western civilization they hate so much fell to the weather and was unable to supply them with the necessities of life anymore. But that’s a pipe dream. For now I’m happy there is no electricity, internet, work, or places to go that are inevitably full of people buying into the current narrative. At least for now there is peace. But soon this hurricane will end, the flood waters recede, only to be replaced with the flood of idiots that have filled my city.

  2. Matt August 27, 2017 at 2:27 pm #

    “People so lonely they make fake wars so their arms might brush against another person.”

    This couldn’t be more true

    • seriouslypleasedropit August 27, 2017 at 4:08 pm #

      Yeah. That was the highlight.

      • Anonymous September 3, 2017 at 11:10 pm #

        Agree. Thanks so much for keeping on writing, DT. It’s so great to read your posts and feel understood.

  3. Typer August 29, 2017 at 1:04 pm #

    Thank the gods, you had me worried for a bit, DT.

  4. Abracaxandra August 30, 2017 at 1:37 pm #

    Why do we, the Clever and Awake give any headspace to these illusions? They’re not satisfying in any way. … OK … a wee bit satisfying when you lend your voice. How are you bound? Why are you bound. Yes, I read the blog that explained, but I still don’t* understand.

    *refuse to

    • Your Fairy Godmother August 31, 2017 at 3:29 pm #

      Once upon a time I had friend who thought that he was pretty darned smart; Ivy League bonafides, smug and narcissistic. Yet for all that, he couldn’t help but continue to make incredibly stupid decisions. If one is “smart” yet makes stupid decisions, then they’re just as good as stupid, aren’t they? So maybe “we” are not as clever and awake as we think ourselves to be; especially when it comes down not to our inability to understand but our refusal to.

      • Abracaxandra August 31, 2017 at 3:32 pm #

        Tis true: Stupid is as stupid does

  5. your mom's ass is like a box of chocolates September 6, 2017 at 1:29 pm #

    I love how the Clever and Awake are still quoting Forrest Gump. 🙂 I guess there must not have been any Rumi that did the trick.

    • Abracaxandra September 24, 2017 at 9:40 am #

      I admit that I don’t put much effort into responding to someone who didn’t understand my comment. It said what I wanted to say. My ego is fine with it.

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