Any sane person, surveying the scope and banality of the machinations of this Muricam Taleban - even to lampoon that tawdry shit - has to suffer from..

Induced hopelessness, especially as these suppurating self-besotted babies skate right past all those Murican BS-Ideals (honored more by the breach than the sanctimonious recitations of the words).

This is, I believe - cumulative (emotionally). Every day that Billy n'Bally remain out of incarceration (while someone's cousin got 40-to-life for possessing maybe 3 weeks' supply of fav mind-altering substance) -- only rubs in the precipitous decline of *all* fantasies of there being justice:

Right Where One Lives!

Yet.. as the malodorous pile of new offenses grows, plans of as-yet unheard of hubris and: virtual gloating over their triumph over the grazing sheep -- anger is bound to surface more often + impotence (no?).. wondering if any But the converted -- will even see particularly brilliant skewering du jour(?).

It doesn't help that we simultaneously have an Ashcroft busily engaged in creating a Safe-fascist state (from the depths of His Orderly Mind\ufffd) .. but with great patriotic songs and lots of new flags, to console us mourners.

Take break, let subconscious rearrange stuff as it always does: I believe that IS exactly how -ever- we get good ideas; never 'intentionally' as on deadline. You're in good company - HLMencken, Studs Terkel, Gore Vidal, Kurt V, Geo Carlin -- and the ghosts of Laugh-In and Smothers Bros + *Monty Python* GIANTS all !!!

(One Smothers Bro lives nearby me; and Goldie Hawn Lives! - to give you some extra-sensory support in the \ufffdther ;-)

Remember: We Shall Win in the end. As (Rainer Maria) Rilke wisely deduced, Always choose the difficult.. Such a policy guarantees mental superiority over the banality of all Evul - because that is the course of the EZ-slogan and the mindless going-along: ever downwards (as every plumber knows: shit goes downhill).

Cheers,
Ashton


PS - maybe mull about? - the beginnings of maturity in our fav headsetted-geek... the sloughing-off of years of vegetating and regurgitating: culminating in a real Epiphany! [now That will be hard for any author in words/pix]

Chance to contrive some truly excoriating 'FACE-time' with the BOSS; recall the melting of the Wicked-Witch - from just plain water (cleansing..?). etc. Enormous possibilities in the Final Countdown...

Dissection of the BOSS' innards, after: slain by Pure Revealed Truth! finding of an entire Giga-turd of slogans, a Kill-O-liter of 190 proof distilled Greed-elixir (\ufffd by several Corps - techno- spleen-exchange agreements though).
Some hermeticall sealed exactly-Identical McD frenchfries? A Nike-shoe filled with childrens' fingers? Imagine what you might find in the chest cavity, where hearts normally are found? And which substance coursing through 'blood' stream, turned him Greeni$h.. Our Myths == Use Them! Abuse Them.. Do Bizness With Them -- it is Sooo Murican Too !!

Just imagine: the scrofulous (verbal descriptions) you could daily enumerate of ~ the internal construction of, such as The Boss: the infinite pin-sticking as you analyze the palpable [Contents] of the mentation of a Boss of a place run by juvenile escapees from The Lord of the Flies
An endless gazeteer of Mordor - *personified* as a er Familiar Corporate Policy re [Piggy!] == the grazing sheep they exist to exploit. (Sympathetic portrayal of sheep / Inverse for the Taleban). Go Get Em <----\ufffd


Metaphor - don't leave the Pineal gland without it!

A.
Ranged.. not De-