Rev Roger, Sermon #45: The Final Word.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Well, the election is over, the Democrats won, and everything is gonna be just great!  Those mean old republicans are gone, and happy days are here again!  Right?  Right right RIGHT?

HAW HAW!  Wrong again, sucker.

Just shut the fuck up and listen, genius...all that has happened is that the powers that be have changed names. It's still the same old shit; still the same rigged game that you can't win, can't break even at, and can't even quit!  You just gave up Pepsi in favor of Coke, that's all.

Pretend all you like...yeah, tell yourself that everything is different now, as you bow before the altar of cheap plastic crap, trying to ignore the alarm klaxons and flashing red LEDs and the howls and groans of the supports slowly buckling under the strain...

WAKE UP AND SMELL THE SODIUM PENTATHOL, PRIMATES!  They aren't out to get you, because you've been had all along!  What did YOU do when they were peeling your rights away, one at a time?  Oh, you didn't support it, of course, and maybe you even whined a little on an internet forum.  But actually DOING something?  What CAN you do?  After all, you're just one little ant in a world of anthills.

Damn straight you are.  They aren't waiting for you to type the wrong thing, so they can scoop you up for an indefinite stay in a camp in the Dakotas...in fact, your existence doesn't even register.  You're just a  series of digits, a biot, a serial numbered work/consumption monkey that is replaced everytime some other primates fornicate.  You're nothing.  Just a blip in their endless streams of data.

Is that how you really want to live?  "Oh, okay, just leave me my X-box, my cell phone camera, my 'athame' (whatever the fuck THAT is), and I'll behave!"  You might now be SAYING that, but you're THINKING it.  Face it, as long as they let you watch the tube, drink intoxicants, and fuck, you're happy.  Tell me I'm lying.  GO AHEAD, TELL ME!

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?  You're a Goddamn PRIMATE!  ACT LIKE ONE!  Just grab up a hunk of wood and start laying about you!  Jump up and down and make hooting noises!  Throw your feces at anyone who doesn't like it!  YANK OFF THAT TIE, TOSS AWAY THAT CELLPHONE, AND RUN NEKKID THROUGH TOWN!  Do something grotesque, while you still can!

As for me, I'm signing off.  I've been preaching this shit at you for 4 years now - and been right a distressing  number of times - and if you haven't listened by now, you're not going to.  Maria and I have divested ourselves of our holdings here, and in a day or two we're hopping in the jeep and hitting that lost highway, in search of all kicks and cheap yuks we can find, before the hammer comes down.  I'm taking the laptop with me, and I'll be stopping by every once in a while...but not that often, I expect.  The open road is right outside that door - the very last place where you can be free - and I expect we'll be too busy raising hell and fucking with the biots to spend a lot of time websurfing.  

When your toilet explodes, think of me.

Or kill me.

[P3nT4gR4m]

Enjoy, despair, lighten up, get depressed, whatever. You've been fun.

[Cain]

See ya Roger.  You know me.....once my gig is up here, I'm out and not looking back.  Who knows, I plan on returning the New World one fine day, maybe we will see each other down that fated highway.....

[faust]

take care roger, I am going to miss these and yes you were right most of the time

[Messier Undertree]

 

[East Coast Hustle]

Mr. President, please understand
it really is that bad
It won't just go away
it's just beginning
The ballots have been cast
we make like seaward rats
Leave this sinking ship
leave and not look back
The things we never tried to disallow
Have come back to haunt us now
With apple pie and chevrolet
We've come to see the end
we've all made this bed
Now we got nowhere to lay
ladies and gentlemen
Try to understand.

[Thurnez Isa]

remember to bring your clamps

[Jasper]

I don't think this was posted as a means of asking for a sendoff.  He's trying to get through to us one last time before it's too late.

[Triple Zero]

good luck man.

i still have some reprogramming to do. possibly one day i convince myself to just leave as well.

[Dr. Cow Ass]

good luck man.

i still have some reprogramming to do. possibly one day i convince myself to just leave as well.

Gah don't leave, DO SOMTHING.

[Thurnez Isa]

Gah don't leave, DO SOMTHING.

help me find "the funk"

[Dr. Cow Ass]

I can't, I only have 58 post.

[East Coast Hustle]

59.

[LMNO]

61.

[Jasper]

Doesn't mean he's got funk.