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Started by LHX, December 15, 2005, 01:20:04 AM

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LHX

December 15, 2005, 01:20:04 AM
how
exactly
would somebody go about 'giving up' in this society if one were so inclined to 'give up'?

just out of curiosity
neat hell

The Good Reverend Roger

#1
December 15, 2005, 01:29:33 AM
Quote from: LHXhow
exactly
would somebody go about 'giving up' in this society if one were so inclined to 'give up'?

just out of curiosity

1.  Take a job at WalMart, McDonalds, or as a temp office worker.

2.  Marry for all the wrong reasons.

3.  Vote for the guy that gets your testosterone/jingoism going.

4.  Watch TV all day, eat fast food, drink cheap beer, and worry miserably.
" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

East Coast Hustle

#2
December 15, 2005, 01:30:54 AM
if only Kim were here...

:lol:
Rabid Colostomy Hole Jammer of the Coming Apocalypse™

The Devil is in the details; God is in the nuance.


Some yahoo yelled at me, saying 'GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH', and I thought, "I'm feeling generous today.  Why not BOTH?"

The Good Reverend Roger

#3
December 15, 2005, 01:31:28 AM
Quote from: East Coast Hustleif only Kim were here...

:lol:

:lol:

Actually, I have just the thing for this thread...brb.
" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

The Good Reverend Roger

#4
December 15, 2005, 01:32:55 AM
Suicide has become an art form. So has sniping. A cup of coffee and a can of creamed plankton costs half a million bucks. Goods are made so shoddily that even plastic fruit rots in the bowl. The lights are getting dim, the power bills are going up, it's getting colder, water comes from the tap in a thin brown stream that discolors your teeth and gums and shrivels your privates. One day you turn on the faucet and a blur of angry roaches streams out. 20 years worth of chemical waste is buried under your house...that may explain the headaches and Mrs. Brodie's Elephant Baby. Vandals, rape gorillas, dogmouth underlings...abject rush hour simian sub-men, bumper to bumper...You want to punish them all, to lash out in spectacular vengeance. But you feel as if some Great Liberal in the Sky is holding a bludgeon over you, exhorting you to behave. You can't find a place to live where They don't rub against you in your dreams. It's crowded, and the air is bad for your skin. It hurts when you breath, and there are certain neighborhoods where, unless you wear the Mark of the Beast, you aren't supposed to inhale at all. And there's NO PARKING.

But maybe you're rich, in a fugitive leisure world, getting soft, and the softness is killing you even more painfully because you have time to NOTICE. And the demons have a chance to notice you too: tobacco demons, alcohol demons, cancer demons, stress demons. Your guts ache, you don't have a light, your herb is mouldy, your palms are clammy, your gas lines are leaking, your tongue is a wad of clay, you are paid to say things you hate. You have a cage for a head, and it has not been cleaned.

A life of compulsive consumption. The liberty to be just like everybody else. The pursuit of the happiness of the grave.

You look around and wonder, "Is everyone really this shallow, stupid, ignorant and naive, or is it me? Have I become so twisted and warped that I am no longer able to empathize or even communicate with most of the human race? Do I alone feel this hatred for the assholes who run our lives, this disgust with the PINK DUPES?"

But then you see those being senselessly lynched in the media, the workplace, the schoolyard, the market and the courts, and you realize, "YES! It is me, and yes, I am a mutant, and yes, the Pinks are all doomed and MOST OF ALL, I AM NOT ALONE IN THIS WAY OF THINKING!!!"

If only it were just you. Then They could kill you and move on. But it's the whole society...the whole planet. Everything, everywhere is getting worse. Reality itself is fraying at the edges. The Universe is not what it use to be; something's missing. "The center does not hold," as the Lakota used to say just before what's about to happen to you happened to them.

For this is the Age of the Unravelling...the AGE OF THEM.

No, it's not OK. "Civilization," for all it's fancy trimmings, is still just a rickety shack made by drunk stooges without a blueprint, a shack that will collapse when you least expect it. The foundation is ok but there has been some very sloppy workmanship.

Of course, to a certain extent it's natural for our society always to be screwed up: "if GOD didn't have a sense of humor, there wouldn't be people." But...not this screwed up.

It could so easily have been a PERFECT WORLD. We were supposed to be a shortcut in evolution, the "Catch 23" that would have prevented exactly the predicament we've found ourselves in. But the advancement of our quasi-mongrel semi-Yeti race has been relentlessly impeded through ceaseless persecution and repression by those who profit from senselessness, ignorance and mediocrity.

CONGRATULATIONS, HUMANS! YOU'VE SUCCESSFULLY HALTED YOUR OWN EVOLUTION AND GUARANTEED YOUR OWN DEMISE!

- Revelation X
" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

Shibboleet The Annihilator

#5
December 15, 2005, 08:56:50 AM
Quote from: LHXhow
exactly
would somebody go about 'giving up' in this society if one were so inclined to 'give up'?

just out of curiosity

Become a hobo.

Funny thing is, you might be happier than you've ever been being a hobo vs. being a desk jockey or a fry cook.

Cain

#6
December 15, 2005, 01:32:37 PM
True that.  I swear I'd die at a desk job.  Or a factory job/line work, which, as an aside, is why I still have unresolved anger issues from this summer.  My degree is good in that sense (not that I'll be using it) in that in leads to jobs where I get to deal with people face to face and also is actually vaguely interesting.

Edit: As for dropping out, Hugh posted a piece from a book a while ago about  something along those lines.  If I find the link, I'll PM it to you.

LMNO

#7
December 15, 2005, 03:04:57 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger

1.  Take a job at WalMart, McDonalds, or as a temp office worker.


You just made me cry.


LMNO
-Ending in tears.

LHX

#8
December 15, 2005, 04:31:24 PM
i already lived that lifestyle
neat hell

The Good Reverend Roger

#9
December 16, 2005, 01:06:25 AM
Quote from: erotic
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger

1.  Take a job at WalMart, McDonalds, or as a temp office worker.


You just made me cry.


LMNO
-Ending in tears.

Just call yourself a "consultant", and you'll be fine.
" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

Rev Thwack

#10
December 16, 2005, 01:09:54 AM
or if your income is closer to $0/wk than it is to $3,000/wk, call yourself an intern and just hope to get out of the job alive.
My balls itch...

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

#11
December 16, 2005, 12:33:59 PM
Quote from: LHXhow
exactly
would somebody go about 'giving up' in this society if one were so inclined to 'give up'?

just out of curiosity

SUICIDE SPLODY!
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy

#12
December 16, 2005, 09:11:57 PM
Quote from: LHXhow
exactly
would somebody go about 'giving up' in this society if one were so inclined to 'give up'?

just out of curiosity

Grizzly Adams

Jeremiah Johnson

Ted Kazinski

Zurtok Khan

#13
December 18, 2005, 09:05:36 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger
Quote from: LHXhow
exactly
would somebody go about 'giving up' in this society if one were so inclined to 'give up'?

just out of curiosity

1.  Take a job at WalMart, McDonalds, or as a temp office worker.


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Thank you for your time.  Please come again.
Resistance is Fertile.

Always acknowledge a fault. This will throw those in authority off their guard and give you an opportunity to commit more.
-Mark Twain

I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and kill him.
-Mark Twain

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

#14
December 20, 2005, 08:19:49 PM
You know, a better day is just a razor away.
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"
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