Endlessly and forever, people are doing the same old things, treating the history of youth culture as a buffet from which they can pick and choose whatever stale trend they want.
Sonic warfare will create the haunted technoscapes of the future, soundworlds of decay and destruction leading humans to a joyous omnicide at the hands of their own music.
Everybody wants the cool post-disaster story—the awesome part where you take over whole abandoned towns, and have sex with cool punk girls in leather rags who have sawed-off shotguns. Boy, I could only wish.
“Yes citizen. Please enjoy your run, but remember that going to a licensed gym is the best way to improve your health,” the drone said before flying away.
Now I think techno-optimism is suspect. It can be a tool of the ruling plutocracy. To detourne Woody Guthrie, the promise is there’ll be pie in the sky when you don’t die.
In 100% of abduction scenarios, the aliens play a dominant role and exude totally controlling forces and practices upon the submissive human abductees.
I don’t want to shepherd over a flock of sheep. I want to build a den of wolves.
Do unto others in a way that will imprint your mark on them so permanently that it echoes of your essence. Visit them in the middle of the night. Normality is boring and hides under the covers when greeted with the faint sounds of iconoclastic wonder.
The alt-right never had to kill their friends: they never even had any. Did they even need them? The bare fact of their ideology was the banner which bound them in brotherhood as they incubated in dark corners of the Internet.
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Will you let me into the Verso Loft? I will break your Marxist deconstruction down into a reactionary wonderland for cynical decadents. I am building a mod revival and I want to show you my hate speech.
It wasn’t nationalists and it wasn’t communists that got us bombing however many fucking countries we currently are. No, it was the Washington consensus that encompasses both parties.
Anna and Dasha are absolute fashionistas. Far from recoiling from talk of race and gender, these based New Yorkers positively marinate in it, indulging their inherently tabloid-y and salacious qualities.
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