‘it sucked. i was in the flow of commerce the whole time. commerce is how the colony justifies its presence in the airspace and waterspace and landspace. we need to upend the flow of commerce if there is ever a hope to declaim the earth from the anthropocentric degeneracy of colonialism.’
pivoting to full-time killjoy.
the colonial situation thrives on the silence of fuckers like me, the bourgeois intellegentsia.
a few times a month or so, i think of the white lotus s3 finale when the mom said to her daughter that they're living larger than anyone ever has, even the kings of old, so they might as well take advantage of their privileges by vacationing in impoverished areas, coercing the natives to their beck and call, going shopping for expensive articles, allowing themselves to get ripped off (“perhaps it hardly matters whether such people are swindled or not,” said george orwell).
No, i’m sick of that. that’s such a horrible thing for anyone to ever internalize as a salve for their guilt. And fuck you, mike white, for making something like that. If your intention was to soothe the guilt of all the rich fucks who inevitably watch your show, then you’re a fucking traitor to the movement that you aligned yourself with when you chose your satire subject. So, fuck you, my friend.
not my cateverything is a reminder of colonialism. The cat climbing up on this chair. we’ve domesticated these things and forced them into this life of degeneracy with us. I’m staring it in the face. i see thousands of years in its eyes. That’s how long it took this thing to get made, and it ended up here.
we can lose the plot if we go in search of reminders all the time. And then your life is over, and things have only gotten worse for your having been in the world, puttering around inside of a line of code.
stop playing the part of the sleeping beauty.
hypnic jerk