Category: nyc

Warring Thoughts

the trick is to get paid for just being you

to “turn a trick” is to be paid to be someone else’s “you”

adopting war terminology for sports (“bomb,” “shotgun,” “blitz,” “strikers,” “defense,” “offence,” “flanks,” “attack,” “sacking,” etc) turned war into sports

Now, those not fighting are said to be “on the sidelines.” As if there are teams. As if there are fans. What of those who want no tickets to begin with? Who would have the world just grill dinner and play tennis?

Nothing comes out of nowhere

But everything came from nothing

I don’t believe anyone I’ve ever spoken with on a helpline or a chat has used their real name

lol if ppl refuse to raise prices, there will be no inflation

history is arbitrary

the sole “historical context” is the present

the cold war weaponised fear and destabilisation
the now war weaponises loneliness and alienation

The downside, and upside, to globalisation is to turn Earth from a planet into an island

LOL the john is actually the whore. The John needs to pay to be themself, even though appearing to pay for escape

kinda how in the end ppl vote for who they’d rather lie to them

Allowing others to lie to us gives us air cover to lie to ourselves

lol in the future you’ll need birthright to bbq

just so strange how there’s still war when the world has the means to feed and house everyone

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“I thought they outlawed plastic straws here,” Luna averred.
“Those aren’t straws,” I said. “They’re PVC gas mains.”
“That’s a straw!” she shot back in her best Daniel Plainview voice, with loud slurps. “I. Drink. Your! Milkshake! I DRINK IT UP!”
“When did you-”
“I will eat you!”
September 24, 2019 at 06:14PM
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[img] conservatory bound

“Do you think they tossed it because the kid’s a musical disappointment?” Luna queried.
“C’mon,” I shook my head. “Not everyone’s Conservatory bound.”
She turned and taunted at a parlor window. “What’s the matter, can only play in C? Can’t handle 3/4 time?!”
“OK, let’s go.”
July 19, 2019 at 04:09PM
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[img] “hey, asshat”

“Hey, asshat,” Luna piqued, “why am I wet?”
“My app said no rain for a couple hours, but this cell-”
“So get a new app, asshat.”
“Where did you learn that word?”
“From you,” she gazed off, “the asshat.”
Voice Over: “Remember, people who say asshat have dogs who say asshat.”
July 18, 2019 at 05:15PM
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