Monday, September 04, 2006

Go Retire, Boomers, You've Already Exploded

My mom and I have a sharp discontinuity of opinion.

My mom, around 60, thinks the world needs to be peaceful, everyone should talk and get along. I think that's the worst idea ever. Nobody who has ever tried to utopianistically glue the world together into a montage of numbness has succeeded.

The world is built on people fighting. When people fight and someone wins, we have progress. If there's no fighting, there's no progress. This is any kind of fighting: me fighting with someone about place in queue, politicians fighting on policy, children fighting over toys.

Please, hippies, smoke some more pot, keel over, and rot. You've screwed up the world with happy-go-lucky bullshit, and nobody wants to hear it anymore except you. This is a world founded on the blood of labor and people. When we're reduced to shooting each other, we are our finest; when we have become completely exhausted, we are our greatest.

To pacify is to kill. To war is to live. Only when we are alive do we connect to our spirts--the dead have evicted their souls.

Go smoke your pot and wear hemp. I'm taking a shower.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

What a happy comment.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006 9:48:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you're just still angry at ChemSkill Builder...

Monday, January 29, 2007 8:33:00 PM  

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