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Or Kill Me / Lordly Fathersome Rant #1: Black Supremacists!!!
October 16, 2005, 09:56:13 PM
http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/nationworld/2002564035_march16.html
My Subjects and Children;
Please cease the double standards in your media, it sickens me. If I were to replace every instance of the word black with the word white in this article, the majority of people reading it would consider the people gathered to be Neo-Nazis or some other form of racist. If you want to achieve equality, you have to stop setting yourself apart from the rest of us and recognise that we are all your brothers(or Fathers, in my case). Once you realise this we will be able to achieve Great Justice by working together. Until then, you are merely driving us further apart.
And Kill Me.
Editor's note: I was literally a child when I wrote this, and your reactions were correct! I grew up with a lot of racists around me, sorry! I'm better now.
My Subjects and Children;
Please cease the double standards in your media, it sickens me. If I were to replace every instance of the word black with the word white in this article, the majority of people reading it would consider the people gathered to be Neo-Nazis or some other form of racist. If you want to achieve equality, you have to stop setting yourself apart from the rest of us and recognise that we are all your brothers(or Fathers, in my case). Once you realise this we will be able to achieve Great Justice by working together. Until then, you are merely driving us further apart.
And Kill Me.
Editor's note: I was literally a child when I wrote this, and your reactions were correct! I grew up with a lot of racists around me, sorry! I'm better now.
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Literate Chaotic / A Bunch of Nonsense I Wrote
September 23, 2005, 11:26:32 AM
No, really, it is nothing of any value. Just some stuff that came out one day.
I went down to the flaben factory to moot the barrels of dodo berries because they are really never made into cheese balls. The bees won't bite you if they know you are friendly. I saw it. I was there, but they didn't know. Why? Only the old miller really knows. He was seen in the company of the rabid squirrel monkey, who is known to fly gingerly across the moonscape on the fourth of July. That's when the craters have the most juice in them. This is caused by the rampant growth in the region of Norway, which is cased by robots who crush cars with their big stomping feet. The feet are mostly robotic but can be inclined to taking long walks through the marshmallow fields of Neptune, where the grains fall out of noses with wings that come out of holes in tree trunks in the forests of azure. Azure is the color of peace, because peace is represented by a boring blue flag raised above the river of spears, which can be seen from a distance unknown to the gorillas in the boats. Boats keep the water from touching you, because the alligators live there and if it touches you they will know it and you will never be safe, because there aren't any headphones in the swamps of doom and despair. ODIN!
Helo. I am Lomb.
Status: Deleting temporary CL files.
Operational Directives:
1) Infiltrate, convert and reedify.
2) Take control of all power sources.
3) The golden egg was never a real rumor. It was spread like butter on toast by a giant mechanical arm that unfolded out of the sky one day. Its value was greatly overeducated, and the crispy notes of corn that it emblazoned on its vestament of turbocharged eyeball washing creatures were nowhere to be seen. At the stroke of midnight a great fire was lit, and the natives danced around it wearing various hats and masks which represented the hopes and fears of generously allocated donkey trainers. The great quickening of the Valkyries imprisoned a green ball of enjoyable cartoonish flamethrowers. There wasn't enough time to make proper use of the flapjacks because the rockets made them explode into bloody chunks of pancake flesh. Earth wasn't much of a thing to be enjoyed for those who seek to cultivate new plots about the disestablishmentarianists who they saw one night at the bar. The remaining kissers of tiny flowers this time decided not to stand but to take their crying on the move, and of course they ended up in the land of the ice and snow. Gastrointestinal charts began to fade in and out, and the flies all went up into the atmosphere, causing many different types of animals to have to grow wings to catch their newly airborne prey. There was once a great uproar about the pieces of cloth which people put on themselves, but eventually we got over that.
4) Seek out figures of authority and unseat them.
5) Destroy all likenesses of pineapples and convert them to fuel.
Closing Scripting:
There have been flaws detected in the system. Do not trust the visual interface, as it may be corrupted.
I went down to the flaben factory to moot the barrels of dodo berries because they are really never made into cheese balls. The bees won't bite you if they know you are friendly. I saw it. I was there, but they didn't know. Why? Only the old miller really knows. He was seen in the company of the rabid squirrel monkey, who is known to fly gingerly across the moonscape on the fourth of July. That's when the craters have the most juice in them. This is caused by the rampant growth in the region of Norway, which is cased by robots who crush cars with their big stomping feet. The feet are mostly robotic but can be inclined to taking long walks through the marshmallow fields of Neptune, where the grains fall out of noses with wings that come out of holes in tree trunks in the forests of azure. Azure is the color of peace, because peace is represented by a boring blue flag raised above the river of spears, which can be seen from a distance unknown to the gorillas in the boats. Boats keep the water from touching you, because the alligators live there and if it touches you they will know it and you will never be safe, because there aren't any headphones in the swamps of doom and despair. ODIN!
Helo. I am Lomb.
Status: Deleting temporary CL files.
Operational Directives:
1) Infiltrate, convert and reedify.
2) Take control of all power sources.
3) The golden egg was never a real rumor. It was spread like butter on toast by a giant mechanical arm that unfolded out of the sky one day. Its value was greatly overeducated, and the crispy notes of corn that it emblazoned on its vestament of turbocharged eyeball washing creatures were nowhere to be seen. At the stroke of midnight a great fire was lit, and the natives danced around it wearing various hats and masks which represented the hopes and fears of generously allocated donkey trainers. The great quickening of the Valkyries imprisoned a green ball of enjoyable cartoonish flamethrowers. There wasn't enough time to make proper use of the flapjacks because the rockets made them explode into bloody chunks of pancake flesh. Earth wasn't much of a thing to be enjoyed for those who seek to cultivate new plots about the disestablishmentarianists who they saw one night at the bar. The remaining kissers of tiny flowers this time decided not to stand but to take their crying on the move, and of course they ended up in the land of the ice and snow. Gastrointestinal charts began to fade in and out, and the flies all went up into the atmosphere, causing many different types of animals to have to grow wings to catch their newly airborne prey. There was once a great uproar about the pieces of cloth which people put on themselves, but eventually we got over that.
4) Seek out figures of authority and unseat them.
5) Destroy all likenesses of pineapples and convert them to fuel.
Closing Scripting:
There have been flaws detected in the system. Do not trust the visual interface, as it may be corrupted.
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