A Distorted Reality.

The teens to mid-twenties: the years of acceptance of liberal concepts and the possibility of glorious revolution, or, in the least, beneficial change. The thirties: the years of acceptance of the status quo, and even the appreciation of it. It’s such… a sell-out. How can one go from an (admittedly delusional) ‘fuck yeah, Communism’ pro-Communist, [...]

Raucous noise, constant banalities, faux-intellectualism: I hate my generation. Not to say that I’m above them: I’m probably just as guilty in all of this, but I see what we are and I don’t pretend that we are anything else. We are self-absorbed. We are arrogant without merit. We are the underdeveloped products of a [...]