The Echoes of Inaction

This is disgusting. Not that Marco Rubio finally got put in the hot seat, but that it took a nation of adults watching children slaughter each other—in classrooms, for twenty years—before they then … sat around Tweeting while they let the children also ask the question, “Why is this happening?” to an elected official.

It’s fucking dystopic that paid, professional reporters would propagate a system that allows these shills and empty shirts sitting in Congress and the White House avoid tough questions regarding the influence of lobbyists and the responsibilities of a democratic government.

I get a lot of people telling me I bitch too much about capitalism, but find any reason in the world why so-called responsible adults will let children shoot each other in the back walking out of class that isn’t tied to who gets paid at the end of the day. The ruling class will not care about school shootings unless one happens at some private prep academy where a kid with an inherited future in the C-suite of a Forutne 500 company dies.

This fucking country.

Posted to Social at 08:59 on 22 February 2018

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Ad Nauseam

It’s pretty fucking sickening we live in a time and place where reading that fifteen high school students are dead in a random, gun-related attack feels repetitive.

In case you don’t click on the link: it is February 14, 2018. We are 45 days in to the year and this is the eighth shooting at a school in America.

Posted to Social at 15:06 on 14 February 2018

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Execute The Executive Class

America has been reduced to financial success being the only qualifier for authority that matters. A market-obsessed economy will allow any rich individual to move from business to business, because to the market the only thing that matters is consistent profit. Athletes hosting venture capital dinners. Billionaires controlling news businesses they do not understand and leave to destroy. The rich shooting cars in to space for fun while the national potential for social pride in a space race remains uninspired. And the most damning evidence of all, President Fuckhead McTelevision.

The thing is, when the vapid influence of money has corrupted basically every last remaining American institution, nothing remains to speak for hope. It’s tough enough to watch the Olympics—the type of event that hope is sort of designed for—with all the bullshit they bring along while ignoring controversy. We’ve sold out our cultural bottom line, and nothing remains in America that seems worthy of faithful devotion.

Posted to Social at 12:04 on 14 February 2018

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The War Against The Poor

I can feel the anxiety of generations wherever I am. Everything about our reality seems a fiction, consumed first by the idea of selling a narrative. The packaging says freedom but the content is debt.

The thing about absurdity is that it will pour mud on your foundation until you stop trying to build the damn house. Fake news is not going away, it’s just going to turn in to fake people, fake events and fake porn. The level of distrust we feel now for our reality is only going to increase. Get a grip. And hold on.

Late capitalism is tightening the ropes. Within its cage is a world of perpetually shiny, new and meaningless consumer products, whose function increasingly seems solely to prop up as much wealth consolidation as possible before this machine finally dies.

Posted to Social at 09:28 on 6 February 2018

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Words With No Shape

After the election of Donald Trump, a lot of clever media types decided to name-drop Idiocracy, Mike Judge’s criminally underrated decade-old movie about America getting dumber and more corporate over time, as a reference to our current time. Like, Ha ha, oh how life can mimic art!

The media, of course, is so fucking incompetent they can’t even create a decent metaphor about our current social situation with the entirety of American popular culture to reference. We don’t live in the world of Idiocracy, we live in the world of Honey, I Shrunk The Kids.

What has happened—especially since the 2016 election—is a broad but ill-defined shift in what words mean. In the movie, it’s very obvious that though a blade of grass is still a blade of grass, it’s now also something completely different because it is giant.

The reality we used to inhabit, before the effects of the concentrated power from how the internet works were of concern to anyone, is gone. It looks and feels the same, but the way we described the world before the internet, and especially before 2016, simply falls short of our current experience. And this lack of cohesive language to build up society with is far more dangerous than an orange idiot with term limits.

Posted to Social at 10:49 on 28 January 2018

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All This Talk About Guns


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Here’s a crop of the front page of The New York Times. Take notice of the first item in the Times’ news feed: one dead in a shooting at a high school in Kentucky.

A teenager takes a gun in to a school with at least one death and this sort of occurrence has become so common that it’s a news feed item. That it doesn’t get the same front-page graph as a Senate vote on who-gives-a-fuck-the-world-is-ending-because-of-you-idiots.

Growing up in the ’90s, I didn’t have to spend time in school with lockdown procedures. I would hear of them, though—from the Cold War or World War II. Which, at least the students feel like their government would try and prevent something like a school getting bombed.

Now we have students being trained in case their peers walk around with an AR-15 one day. And there are about eight things the government could be doing to help this situation, but they just don’t. I think that even the most aware Americans are far, far down this tragic and absurd rabbit hole, and history will not be kind to this particular aspect of our society.

Posted to Social at 09:41 on 23 January 2018

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—Colin Smith. Born 1982. Some punk rock kid turned multidisciplinary artist & graphic designer-type. An Alaskan in Oregon by way of New England, Georgia, Texas and California looking for hope in the wind. Working in the various languages of truth, systems and identity.

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