This Is What Our Ruling Class Decided Will Be Normal

Will be devoting at least 20 minutes to Fallout 4 in therapy tomorrow because I'm doing drugs in Goodneighbor with John Fitzgerald Kennedy Hancock again.

We have matching red frock coats & modified bowling ball heavy weaponry to demonstrate a labor strike for the bigots & capitalists.

Hegseth can't spell Immanetize the Eschaton because he Immanuel Kant know what he wants but he knows how to get it, or whatever.

The fuck cannot hear the fucker.

Are we cooked, chat?

Fallout 4's John Hancock: he does a lot of drugs, he presides over the ghetto of Goodneighbor. He tells me to get high constantly. Chaotically good. He would not drink Sam Adams. He does like to wear his little tricorn hat & maroon robes. The bombs took his nose but not his heart. He hates thieves, he loves to murder assholes. I would vote for this iteration of Hancock. Anyway. "John Hancock" of Goodneighbor, MA, for president. Of the people, fuck the people. Ain't that America? Little pink bomb shelters for everybody.

He would have been wonderful on The Richard Bey Show.

Nobody told me you could make & do drugs with a John Hancock in Fallout 4 & sail USS Constitution off a bank, *and* that it's also like playing The Sims with a sniper rifle.

My therapist is on vacation for another week, I truly can't wait to tell her I joined the minutemen while she was out.

I'm too short to see through that motherfucker so I open the door with silly string in one hand, an air horn in the other, and a legal (in my domicile/state) kabar within reach just in case you want to party.

There's a bunch of people I think should take a running leap off the property at the Stahl House.

Where I am mentally, no new pictures:

We're gonna have to eat every fucking chicken in this room about it. Someone's gonna die for the chickens.

Zelda, a white Turkish Van mix cat, with pearl & black tipped ears & tail, embraced her baby demogorgon for awhile today. I was told Dart had an incident with other cats but will behave if kept to pescatarian options. He is a green pollywog baby, deep green with maroon accents. The kitties will not eat him if he doesn't eat the kitties.

Zelda woke up from a nap & hugged her buddy Dart today. Little guys being monsters together.

God loves a terrier.

Like all bastard people, he also loves to Wait for Guffman.

"He's teaching me to change my instincts.

or at least ignore them."

They really didn't enjoy briefly feeling like prey & didn't want us thinking we could ever be anything more than prey.

This is the part when they clap their hands & laugh about payback being a bitch.

Who needs assassination when the director's committing suicide by jumping into everybody's mouth?

I hope Spike Lee haunts him every single night in the afterlife. A very specific Rod Serling kind of hell. The Hunger/Tales from the Hood but completely devoid of sex & soaking in Burger King coupons.

This is very Sam & Max.

I love feverish kid.

"I love your nails, darlin', I see it's a Versayce Day"
"Do you want to ride your Cyberpunk 2077 bike around, zoom zoom?"
"Don't stab my feet while I pee"
"That squirrel outside wants to twirl your tail"
"You are a wanton gutterslut harlot for cookies"
"You're doing the Penthouse pose for me again"

It's like we're all sitting in the back of a school bus playing "stop touching me" & it's Opposite Day every single day until somebody raises the lunchbox nose-high for the boys being boys.

Frankly, I can't believe the story I have about him isn't explicitly sexual, it's sleazy in a power-dynamics way.

It didn't go so well for him, I'm very happy to have sabotaged that film.

Sue Mengers would have been very proud of the whole thing.

Co-signed. Also almost every child actress from 19-whatever on who did time at Nick or Disney.

People ask me why I don't talk about it.

I am really just waiting for a bunch of motherfuckers who've been sufficiently removed from offending but remain very lawyered up to die. A lot of us are.

I told my therapist it was gonna be Those People. She missed out on the E/N sites.

"Never heard of ... Stile. What's a Lowtax?"

I hope she has a wonderful 2 week vacation. She is an angel.

He better never mount Hyperion Cantos. I mean that sensually & I mean that Keats will haunt him for all time, because he doesn't fucking get it.

ICE has been rat-fucking Los Angeles from Highland Park to West Hollywood & Panorama City all year, it's just that if you get dragged off, no de-arrest attempts with be made, nobody's going to feed your dog, you're just going to get filmed as it happens, & people will be thankful it was you.

a man wearing a shirt that says the clash is screaming Alt: a man wearing a shirt that says the clash is screaming over New York City - it is Matthew Lillard in Hackers, as Emmanuel Goldstein, Cereal Killer. He is a very good sweet human. I love his hair. Little hacker white side braids. Awww. Of all the things he's lost, he misses his mind the most.

Time to hack the Gibson.

Sinners shooting script: SMOKE You can't be believing everything you hear. This town gonna fill your head with all that make believe but we gonna give it to you straight. Chicago ain't shit but Mississippi with tall buildings instead a plantations. STACK And they got crackas that like to split themselves up. Italians, Jews, Polacks, Huns, Irishmen... Down here it's easier. Just cracka. That's it. Up there they got different flavors. And them crackas kill each other every day believe it or not. SMOKE But the one thing they can agree on, is HATING our black asses.

One of my favorite things from the shooting script that was implied but less explicit in the theatrical release:

This week started off like shit but I'm going to "Sinners" with Delroy Lindo & Wunmi Mosaku Q&A in a few days. I cannot wait to hear them discuss all of it.

Shovel.
Shovel.
Salt the earth.

I would like to fast forward to the part where Miller learns that there are no good ones, model minorities don't exist, & he'll be up against the wall, too.

Calling these people on the phone & fucking yelling at them is so much fun.

You want to call me? I'm not picking up unless I like you.

Placing calls to dipshits? I'm nice as hell to their staff. Sweet as pecan pie. Lava for their voicemails. Absolute ruination & condemnation. A lovely hobby.

I'm a pedestrian in a city where everybody outwardly hates each other, if I'm out at night, there's a bright lantern on my back & one on my cane.

Motor vehicle operators do not need to feign politeness. They need to actually be predictable.

Current status of the fundraisers for those killed by ICE:
Renee Good: $1,499,580
Alex Pretti: $1,289,249
Keith Porter, Jr. $302,423
Parady La: $45,848
Heber Sanchez Dominguez: $47,991
Luis Beltrán Yanez Cruz: $18,640
Victor Manuel Diaz: $2,538
Geraldo Lunas: $2,260
Luis Gustavo Núñez: $1,935