Entertainment is King. In the United States, game shows are prime. Answer a series of questions correctly, and you could win hundreds of thousands of dollars–maybe a million. Okay, so most game show contestants only walk away with thousands before taxes, depending on the game show. It’s fucking gross though; we have politicians fighting overContinue reading “America Isn’t Awesome”
[Preface: I am a patriotic woman; the proud wife of an ARMY veteran.] There are actual rules to safeguard against unfair warfare. Read that again: There are actual rules to safeguard against unfair warfare. I’m sorry. Color me fucking stupid, but what’s the point of these rules? There are weapons that are illegal in warfare. Weapons suchContinue reading “State of Affairs”
I was born a breeze, blue sharp and breaking Sunday glassware– social refinement is over-rated when innocent blood is spilled in the name of Peace. What peace? Fundraisers are crooks. Uppity mother fuckers dress up in laurels. It’s the regular people who give an actual fuck. When will real America embrace the fact that weContinue reading “A Call For Revolution”
Political Machine Mechanically Separated Human Meat Freaks Reformed
Teeth chew hearts and desecrate souls, but stand idle on the streets, munching the fucking sammich you paid for with a credit card. Conversate with friends: “Lookit what they’re doing to her.” “It’s awful. But what can we do?” Goddamn it, you’ve got red on you. Ketchup on your precious pressed shirt– never mind theContinue reading “It’s awful, isn’t it?”
I do love you, but you’re ugly when you open your mouth; vitriol has murdered your roses.
Are you a war machine? “Some of us will die alone. Some of us will never reach the end of the road. It isn’t enough. Some of us will never know the meaning of trust. Some of us will feed off all the people who give. It’s never enough. Are we a race of animalsContinue reading “War Machine: Fightstar”
I questioned your morals, in so many words, even though I know the heart of you. But it’s because I know the heart of you that I questioned your morals. Okay, not questioned, but attacked. I attacked your integrity. So you went to bed without me. Now Melvin is hanging about, dancing around my feet,Continue reading “Going To Bed Angry”