torsdag 22 oktober 2009

Don't fear the reaper, fear the sheeple.

Gandhi-SHOT-Lennon-SHOT-Trotsky-Iceaxe to the head-Ronald Reagan-WOUNDED! Something is terribly wrong with that. Lennon, Gandhi, and Trotsky are killed. But Hannah montana has her own fucking tv-show. Fuck this shit, I'm off to the woods.

The revolution is now, turn of your TV and go throw a rock through a window!
An American consumes 30 times more then a Indian.
I feel like burning something, preferably a bank.

Shit like this piss me off. I rarely get mad, you can call me a cunt, insult my mother you could most likely punch me without pissing me off. But injustice on a massive scale always gets my red Bolshevik blood boiling.

I did however get really really mad yesterday. I was showing my mom a band I really like. I didn't expect her to like the music, I expected her to actively dislike it. She did hate the music, but she surprised me. She disliked the message, and that really surprised me. I threw a snide comment her way, and I resumed searching for cheap boots. But she threw one back, she mocked them for staying true to their cause. I went completely berserk. I started screaming at her, calling her such things as a "whore to the capital" and "a socialdemocratic pig". I marched out of the room, and threw the door shut. I can't stand when the sheeple mock a artist. Something is terribly wrong the the consumer mocks the producer.


I thought I might help the newly arrived immigrants. There are four simple rules, if you follow these you'll do just fine in Sweden.

Avoid eye contact, go to absurd lengths to do so. If it means you'll have to watch a dog rape a sheep you'll have to endure.
Don't voluntarily interact with your neighbors.
Don't move and/or talk in the line at the store.
Don't sit next to anyone on the bus. It doesn't matter how long you'll have to stand. It's not okay to sit next to me on the bus, that's almost a conversation!

I'm jumping to a new topic, and that's the bus! Buses are fucking incredible. They're smelly, dirty and crowded. Yet, it beats walking. It actually doesn't beat walking at all, I'm just lazy. And judging by the sheer amount of people on each bus, I'm not the only one. It's so funny, we're supposed to be a social species, but I don't see any communications between the people on the bus. We're of the same species, we live in the same area, however we don't even look at each other. We're confined to a small space, but we MUST AVOID CONTACT with others at all time!I'm not going to pull some fancy analysis, I just find that extremely funny.


This post probably sucked, but blame Daniella. She forced me to write it.

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