I'm going to kill that woman

BUt anyways, this is a video, satire of course, about why women suck ass. Well, not exactly, its more so about how little women appreciate a decent guy, but hey, they still suck ass.

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Walt Whitman

I say we had best look our times and lands searchingly in the face, like a physician diagnosing some deep disease. Never was there, perhaps, more hollowness at heart than at present, and here in the United States. Genuine belief seems to have left us. The underlying principles of the States are not honestly believ'd in, (for all this hectic glow, and these melodramatic screamings,) nor is humanity itself believ'd in. What penetrating eye does not everywhere see through the mask? The spectacle is appaling. We live in an atmosphere of hypocrisy throughout. The men believe not in the women, nor the women in the men. A scornful superciliousness rules in literature. The aim of all the littérateurs is to find something to make fun of. A lot of churches, sects, &c., the most dismal phantasms I know, usurp the name of religion. Conversation is a mass of badinage. From deceit in the spirit, the mother of all false deeds, the offspring is already incalculable. An acute and candid person, in the revenue department in Washington, who is led by the course of his employment to regularly visit the cities, north, south and west, to investigate frauds, has talk'd much with me about his discoveries. The depravity of the business classes of our country is not less than has been supposed, but infinitely greater. The official services of America, national, state, and municipal, in all their branches and departments, except the judiciary, are saturated in corruption, bribery, falsehood, mal-administration; and the judiciary is tainted. The great cities reek with respectable as much as non-respectable robbery and scoundrelism. In fashionable life, flippancy, tepid amours, weak infidelism, small aims, or no aims at all, only to kill time. In business, (this all-devouring modern word, business,) the one sole object is, by any means, pecuniary gain. The magician's serpent in the fable ate up all the other serpents; and money-making is our magician's serpent, remaining to-day sole master of the field.

The best class we show, is but a mob of fashionably dress'd speculators and vulgarians. True, indeed, behind this fantastic farce, enacted on the visible stage of society, solid things and stupendous labors are to be discover'd, existing crudely and going on in the background, to advance and tell themselves in time. Yet the truths are none the less terrible. I say that our New World democracy, however great a success in uplifting the masses out of their sloughs, in materialistic development, products, and in a certain highly-deceptive superficial popular intellectuality, is, so far, an almost complete failure in its social aspects, and in really grand religious, moral, literary, and esthetic results. In vain do we march with unprecedented strides to empire so colossal, outvying the antique, beyond Alexander's, beyond the proudest sway of Rome. In vain have we annex'd Texas, California, Alaska, and reach north for Canada and south for Cuba. It is as if we were somehow being endow'd with a vast and more and more thoroughly-appointed body, and then left with little or no soul.

-Excerpt from this essay:

Democratic Vista

Another part of the song that the quote at the top of the page is from.

Don't ask me how I manage no one gets paid off to make change.

- Buck 65

More from The Book of Disquiet

"What I write, bad as it is, may provide some hurt or sad soul a few moments of distraction from something worse. That's enough for me, or it isn't enough, but it serves some purpose, and so it is with all of life."

THAT is what art should be about.


"To heed the present moment isn't a great or lasting concern of mine. I crave time in all its duration, and I want to be myself unconditionally."

I agree entirely with both of these quotes but especially the second one. We spend our lives being affected by the moment only to be once more forced to do something else in another moment. And its a tedious process no matter how good your life is. You do one thing then do another. Whatever the cause or effect, its only purpose is to satiate those midgets running around in your nervous system telling you what to do. And in doing this that then that then this, we don't always remain ourselves. We protect and hide part of our personalities so as not to offend some people or so we don't embarrass ourselves. I'm not saying I don't do this, but it should be no a goal of all of ours to become someone who is always who we are. Who isn't ashamed of any part of their psyche.

On confidence

Confidence is a matter of success.
Certainty is a delusion.

Just because you haven't been successful, doesn't mean you're unqualified. Its taken me a long ass fucking time to realize this, but its quite libertating to know you're not to blame for your incompetencies. Our lives are rabbits pulled out of hats or the wrong card pulled out of some sleeve we'll never see. So fuck every motherfucker that says you're not good enough to be loved, to be trusted, to be accepted, to be adored, to be given any fucking thing.

From The Book of Disquiet

"I envy-but I'm not sure that I envy-those for whom a biography could be written, or who could write their own. In these random impressions, and with no desire to be other than random, I indifferently narrate my factless autobiography, my lifeless history. These are my Confessions, and if in them I say nothing, it's because I have nothing to say. What is there to confess that's worthwhile or useful? What has happened to us has happened to everyone or only to us; if to everyone, then its no novelty, and if only to us, then it won't be understood. If I write what I feel, it's to reduce the fever of feeling. What I confess is unimportant, because everything is unimportant. I make landscapes out of what I feel. I make holidays of my sensations."


Gotta love some good prose.

Anis Mojgani on being a man

Females need to get off that sexy shit

Either have some self respect, or have none. The whole point of dressing sexily and being sexy is to get someone thinking about fuckign you, yet if placed in circumstances that may potentially lead to that, you don't wanna be a ho.

Get the fuck out of here.

Stupid Girls.

If you need to hear good things from other people to feel good about yourself, you shouldn't feel good about yourself in the first place. A girl is not a princess unless, she is born from some type of royalty, just because your parent insisted on spoiling you as a child, and giving you this false sense of entitlement doesn't mean shit except that they are abusing the rest of the world, for the way you act now. "All women are scandalous fucking actors, and they are good at it"