Thursday, January 28, 2010

I Hate Salinger

My recent fagbook status is,

"Seriously, thanks Salinger for writin' that one over-rated book and overshadowin' a very prolific writer's demise! At least Zinn always wrote profoundly, was ethically relevant AND didn't hide out like a coward for 50 years. RESPEK."

I believe there are people who agrees with me when I write that Salinger's death is overshadowin' the late Zinn's passing. It's quite unfair since Catcher in the Fag is not that good, it's mediocre and prettay borin', yet Salinger is being written about by every major media source. WTF?!?!?!?!?! Who cares about Salinger???? The revolutionist Zinn just passed and he tried to make the world a better place to live in for the unfortunates till is very own unfortunate end, and what the fuck did Salinger ever do?? Oh, that's right, he wrote that crappy book in 1953 then became a recluse for the rest of his life. He was scumfuck, that's right, I said Scumfuck Salinger! He cheated on his wife, had an affair with his student, and apparently drank his own piss (NY Times article). Wow, what kind of sicko fucko is that and why the hell is he being praised? Major media do not care about humanists who passes away, they barely cared when Vonnegut died a few years ago because they barely care about people. People who care about the equal treatment of other people are not important in our capitalist society. All this society cares about is money, prestige, physical attractiveness, and more money. This society doesn't care about the poor, disabled, and mentally unstable people. No No No. Money is everything. Sex with a hot person is everything. The size of your breast, ass, and penis is everything.

And all of this everything will mean nothing...

Because in the end, you're just gonna be a rottin' corpse so why not, why not follow the lead of Howard Zinn and try to make a positive impact in the world. Just try..


Goodnight,
Z

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

In Hate we Unite

AHhh look at that, 2 more followers, Oh here's some lovely hate for you two: I hate hate hate you. Not.

Recently, I did something. Yes. I did.

I emailed the King of hate, and what I discovered is once hate is in you, it doesn't come out. It doesn't come out for no one or thing. It grows and grows until it bursts and then it saturates it's surroundings with hate.

It's pretty fuckin' sick.

I actually hate this. I actually hate haters.

I hate pompous assholes that goes around and do whatever the fuck they want whenever they want. I hate broke ass manipulative dicks that use you up for every thing and cent you got, baby. I hate stupid fuckin' hoes that take up all your valuable time by talking about themselves. Listen up, you gotta make sure you see and sense these fucking vermin or else they will rip your life apart and take every piece for themselves.

With hate,
You know who

Monday, November 30, 2009

Sip on this bitch.

Good Afternoon.

I fuckin' hate you, your dog, your family, your mom, your cat, your ugly face, your blawg.

Quit playin' games with my blawg, my blawg, my blawg.

Today,

I'm gonna stick my thumb up my ass, literally, and do nothing for the day while wearing my wonderful red robe.

Oh god.

Readin' this must be so fulfilling for you. You're getting a little peak into my life. My mundane crap shithole of a life, just like the rest of the 6 billion people out there... united in nothingness. Am I being to cynical here? Nah. Cynicism is realism. Realism is shitism. Shitism is... no clue where I'm going with this but:

Remember kids,

Fuck yr MOM.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Straight, no blawgs.

So it begins.

It seems like another life.

Another new gay blawg on the block.

Are you reading? Shit, you must be very bored.

Listen... blawgs are for idiots. Half of you bloggers have nothing to say and the sites you introduce are completely dumb. But the other half... you guys are way tooo coolll to be blawgin'.

I was readin' this one gurl's blawg, it was about her life. It was terribly funny because her life was terribly meaningless. That's right.. I said it Bloggers... YOUR LIFE IS MEANINGLESS ALONG WITH YOUR BLAWGS.

I mean thats why it's called a blog! It says absolutely nothing about anything.. it's empty bullsiht.. it's a blawg. Ass.

Fuck yr MOM.