The White Zone is for Loading and Unloading Only. Get Used To It.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I'm a citizen, and so are my kids. I raised them to be citizens.

I'm mad as hell, but I'm also tired and discouraged. The person who was supposed to be my partner and ally turned out to be a shallow mirage of image and vaguely-stated intentions. The bank won't work with me on my mortgage. I'm two fingers from the brink at all times, and the worst part is that I'm fighting despair in order to be productive; if I wasn't fighting despair, I'd be more effective.

Fuck this.

Yeah, but you're also about to have a massive creative binge.

I can tell.

That would be fan fucking tastic.

Yep.  You always go a little sideways before you blitz.  Like Joe Theisman, only without the busted-ass leg.

I had to look him up. 

I have this vision I haven't been able to get out of my head, of an old man in a white coat standing at an autopsy table. You can tell he's a Doktor by the round glasses. The corpse is split down the front and its abdominal cavity is held open with wires; inside, it's full of clockwork gears, and moth pupae are hatching and flying out of it. Underwing moths, like so:


Coming out by the dozens, just like they used to emerge from the tangled turf of my back yard every fall.

Pic is busted.

Does this one work?

[Precious Moments Zalgo]

No.  When I try to open the image in a new tab, it says "You don't have permission to access /gallery/moth-pictures/underwing.jpg on this server."

ETA: That's the right image location.  It looks like they have hotlinking images disabled.
ETA2: Now it works for me.  I guess once I have visited their site and seen their ads, there's a cookie on my computer that allows me to see the hotlinked image.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Bitches don't want us to know about their moths.

[Precious Moments Zalgo]

I deleted my cookie from their site, and now their moth image is broken for me again.

I dl'ed image and put on imgur.

[Luna]

Dreams...  I remember, not so long ago, wishing that I could remember my dreams.  I didn't, not really.  Once in awhile, I'd wake up with a flash, a couple still shots, like my brain sending photos back from vacation.  I wanted to remember, I wanted more.

I didn't know how good I had it.

Sure, some I remember now are pretty cool.  Riding shotgun with Richter through a fucked up version of the wilds near Tuscon, Dimo strapped to the roof wasting the big-ass scorpions, that's pretty wild.  (We're getting closer to the city, now, almost close enough to make out the features of the bald man standing on a throne of bones, screaming at the city.)

The rest...

They can go back.  I don't want them any more.  There's shit I don't want to relive, knowing now what I didn't know then. The could have beens, the probably will never bes, the what if I'd onlys, the wish I had the balls tos...  Return to sender.  They're the wrong size, the wrong color, not what I ordered.

Even worse are the ones I don't remember...  All I know is I wake up in the middle of the night.  I'm screaming...   I'm crying...  I'm reaching, searching the other side of the bed for someone who's never really been there...  Or I'm laughing, that sick, brittle laugh that, if you let it loose on a city street, people move away from you...

Load THAT shit in the fucking baggage car.  Lose the suitcase, that's fine, I didn't want it, anyway.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I deleted my cookie from their site, and now their moth image is broken for me again.

I dl'ed image and put on imgur.

Thank you.

It is very important that people see the moths.

[Epimetheus]

Not sure what to say, here. But I get it. I get it real good.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

bump/project

[Dildo Argentino]

Firstly, I think Frank would not approve.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YftSWkNUvts, at 2.21 in particular, but all of it is prime content)

Secondly, may I respectfully ask for clarification of the purpose of such hyperbolic flights extreme pessimism?

Do you people really get this desperate at least periodically, or am I missing something here?

My impression is that most places (some, such as Somalia, almost impossible, some, like here hard but not infeasible) a comfortable and upright life is to be had in the cracks. I love to brag, but actually I know several dozen people with the same experience, many of them distributed around the globe. I'm surprised and tempted to ask, why are you so stressed out? (If you are and not just playin' at it.)

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Firstly, I think Frank would not approve.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YftSWkNUvts, at 2.21 in particular, but all of it is prime content)

Secondly, may I respectfully ask for clarification of the purpose of such hyperbolic flights extreme pessimism?

Do you people really get this desperate at least periodically, or am I missing something here?

My impression is that most places (some, such as Somalia, almost impossible, some, like here hard but not infeasible) a comfortable and upright life is to be had in the cracks. I love to brag, but actually I know several dozen people with the same experience, many of them distributed around the globe. I'm surprised and tempted to ask, why are you so stressed out? (If you are and not just playin' at it.)

It's an American™ thing, Holist.  You wouldn't understand.  I mean, you COULD understand, if you went to Providence or Portland or Tucson and spent maybe FOREVER there.

Our country was founded, recently by your standards, by crazy people that couldn't get along where you are.  Things haven't improved.  No.  We have 312 million people all breathing their own farts and creating loops of bad signal to provide themselves with feedback.

Just go look at a few Tea Party websites.  You'll see what I mean.

[Dildo Argentino]

Firstly, I think Frank would not approve.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YftSWkNUvts, at 2.21 in particular, but all of it is prime content)

Secondly, may I respectfully ask for clarification of the purpose of such hyperbolic flights extreme pessimism?

Do you people really get this desperate at least periodically, or am I missing something here?

My impression is that most places (some, such as Somalia, almost impossible, some, like here hard but not infeasible) a comfortable and upright life is to be had in the cracks. I love to brag, but actually I know several dozen people with the same experience, many of them distributed around the globe. I'm surprised and tempted to ask, why are you so stressed out? (If you are and not just playin' at it.)

It's an American™ thing, Holist.  You wouldn't understand.  I mean, you COULD understand, if you went to Providence or Portland or Tucson and spent maybe FOREVER there.

Our country was founded, recently by your standards, by crazy people that couldn't get along where you are.  Things haven't improved.  No.  We have 312 million people all breathing their own farts and creating loops of bad signal to provide themselves with feedback.

Just go look at a few Tea Party websites.  You'll see what I mean.

I think you have an idealistic view of the over here. Tends to happen if you look from very far away. In fact there is no shortage of Idiotic Masses^TM here, either. It is enough to watch any mainstream US news intended for US consumption for 10 minutes to cotton on to the fact that there is something wrong with a population who will not vote with feet on that garbage... but it's the same here, with only superficial differences of flavour. As against your bid of the amazing Tea Party, I give you "Jobbik", (literally translated as "The Better One"), a de facto racist party with nazi leanings, composed of people benighted to a degree I often entirely lack empathy for.

They even have an English-language page of sorts: http://www.jobbik.com/ for your delectation. Though the pictures speak for themselves.

Oh, and in an EU member-state, some 35% of the population now has trouble (occasional to constant) obtaining sufficient daily bread.

And yet, I contend, a decent life is available to anyone with a mind to it. So the question stands: why so blue?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I think you have an idealistic view of the over here.

I've been to Europe many times.  Trust me, it's different.  We have The Fear stamped into us from age 5 til death, and it shows.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

And yet, I contend, a decent life is available to anyone with a mind to it. So the question stands: why so blue?

Blue?  Who the fuck is blue?  I teeter between anger and laughter (Not the healthy kind.  Think of the sound of bats and some chick singing Fur Elise.), not depression.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Just checked that link out.

When they're about 45% of your population, let me know.

[Dildo Argentino]

I've been to Europe many times.  Trust me, it's different.  We have The Fear stamped into us from age 5 til death, and it shows.

Well, I've never been to the States, so I'll have to. And I am pretty sure it is very different. But there are always cracks in the brickwork, and pleasant little places to live in. They don't last and vigilance is essential, but still. Is all. You strike me as someone who enjoys that teetering between anger and mad laughter, in a twisted sort of way. Which, then, seems to mean you chose your habitat wisely, no? Have you been to Eastern Europe?

For your information, they are near 40 percent in some constituencies. Around 20 on average, among people with a definite preference. Meanwhile, over half the eligible population don't intend to vote at the next elections. Not good.