Plastic Miracles

[Salty]

People yell at me all the time these days. 

And having just exited a career where everyone I worked with irrationally loved the fucking crap out of me I find it a jarring transition. I touched people and they appreciated it. 

Now I work for The Man everyone just loves to shit hate on. And always for the wrong reasons. 

Don't take this as me complaining. I love my job. It pays, it keeps me moving, I learn new things every day. Plus, I'm at the frontline of something very intense happening in America; I'm witness to the aching nub of our depravity, selfishness and greed, which mingles with shame, loathing, and an acute awareness of SOMEBODY getting none-to-kindly fucked in the ass. Again, they always pick the wrong target. Hint: they complain about having a sore dick/vagina. 

It's hard to know where to begin, but I will say this:

The handmade, the handcrafted, the beating/living pulse that so many consumers claim to crave...you know what I mean...authenticity in the products and services they demand: HORSESHIT. 

People want plastic. They want plastic miracles that give them instant gratification and soothing relief from the petty woes of their pitiful lives. They want the people that offer these services to be made of plastic as well. 

Indestructable, without need of maintainence, without need of any of the common requirements for a human being to be just that. Whether it's a break for food, or the need to attend to screaming young, or something as mucky and oily as dignity, theses pimps in whores clothing want to hear none of it. Unless it's theirs. 

The worst part about this is they will seek out (with unknowing and quiet desperation) ANYTHING that is raw and unfiltered. But, because they have no other way, they will only accept raw and unfiltered so long as it is anything but. 

Raw and unfiltered becomes just another filter, a quaint display of something they once held inside themselves. A recollection. A whisper. 

Thus, their rage is weak and worthy only of contempt. Their hateshitting lacks any link with reality or hint of true passion. 

Meanwhile, I am happy to supply them with their plastic needs, and add in any way I can to their hopeless, plastic lives. 

Which is just like mine. 

I meant what I said, that I want to speed this horrible machine up. Money--->Mouth

I'm sore all over. 

[Doktor Howl]

Thus, their rage is weak and worthy only of contempt. Their hateshitting lacks any link with reality or hint of true passion. 

Alongside everything else they say or feel or do.

[Adios]

This is an apt description of our culture.

[Salty]

The whole thing makes me
I want to think that there's still something in there, in people, that remains after other pieces die off. But often when you try to get to it people react poorly. Violently. Or confused.

It's such an easy thing to do, it can happen to anyone.

[Jenne]

GREAT OP, Alty!  LOVE it.  

I often ponder the disconnect between what people SAY they are striving for, or at least support.  And how that's all really a theory and not a general practice.  Or even an occaisional thing they engage in.  I am often found pounding the table with my fist, bloviating strenuously on this subject.

A society that embraces through constant use of said practice this disposable way of life has little purpose for the constant.  Unless that constant is pleasure, it seems.  And great cost to the bottom line and the big picture.

And it's positively useless, in the main, to point it out and try to change it.  Because not only do they not want to hear it, some of them WON'T believe you (e.g. "there's NO global warming!"/indignant face), and most of them just don't give a shit.

[BadBeast]

And the ones who DO give a shit, often daren't open their mouths, for the very real fear of getting other peoples shit stuffed down their pie-holes, in an attempt to counter any deviation from the ascendent paradigm.

[Brotep]

This is exactly why, deep down, I don't care for most people.

No passion, no real values. Just a consumption-based identity so that they will all be good little work-n-spend-bots.

[BadBeast]

This is exactly why, deep down, I don't care for most people.

No passion, no real values. Just a consumption-based identity so that they will all be good little work-n-spend-bots.

Love the new screen name.