Or, as it’s called in Europe: Sonic 3D: Flickies’ Island. Since I’ve been talking ’bout ol’ Game Boy Advance, I might as well write ’bout the other games for which I have strange nostalgic stories. Though my family had a Genesis, we only had a few games, & only 1 o’ which I cared ’bout […]
Accompanying music: Your browser does not support the audio element. Tea’s run out, & the days off dying. ¿Who’ll catch it?
Paul Samuelson is the most influential American economist ‘mong people who have actually read economics (i.e. doesn’t include the average dope who claims Paul “Baby-Sitter’s Club” Krugman or Helicopter Milton Fucking Friedman as filling that role). He wrote the most influential American textbook, the creatively-named Economics, for half a century. Then he let some drunken […]
I shuffled my papers so much till they molded into millions. “Just start with 1 true statement,” said Hemingway. I stepped up to the microphone & cleared my throat: I am amazed by how much I prefer the rain to the sun. ¿Was that too many words? ¿Should I have kept it to just, “I […]
¿Remember Magical Socialism™, that silly religion/political school that I made up based on the pretentiousness o’ the various Qualitative Socialisms–¿Where’s “postsocialism,” by the way? We might as well have that–& the cultishness o’ economic schools? Well, it turns out our friend Lord Keynes is trying to do that with “Realist Left,” including creating a Reddit […]
I made the mistake o’ checking in on Social Democracy for the 21st Century, which I mocked mo’ than half a year earlier, & the ridiculousness o’ its content has gone from depressing to just laughable. Immigration “Lord Keynes,” who is so lazy a devotee o’ John Maynard Keynes that he just up & stole […]
From Grundrisse 051: In fact of course, this ‘productive’ worker cares as much about the crappy shit he has to make as does the capitalist himself who employs him, and who also couldn’t give a damn for the junk. I love how Marx emphasized that this shit was “crappy.” That’s right up there with “trashy […]
“I don’t want to wake up tomorrow.” So I didn’t.
Nasrin’s father opened her door to see Nasrin shaking her head forward & back while silently shouting into her upheld pencil while the tinny remnants o’ fuzzy guitar crunches ‘scaped the clamshell headphones. But this picture only lasted a second or 2 ‘fore she stopped with headlight eyes aimed @ him while her hand scrabbled […]
Before you read Warning: The next paragraph is a trigger warning. If you are an anti-SJW who is offended by the intolerable political correctness imbued in trigger warnings, you should avoid reading the next paragraph. Trigger Warning: as the title indicates, this article makes quite a few dark jokes ’bout suicide, some o’ which sarcastically […]
