Thursday, March 18, 2010
Comrades! You are little right now. That's okay. Come closer. Closer. There. Feel my vibrating whiskers. I am cute. Pet me. Now, listen: in our struggle for the liberation of the American people there are various fronts. (Rappers and gangsta people, who are poor, and poor white people chime in, you already know this.) Among these various fronts there are the fronts of the pen and of the gun, the cultural and the military fronts. To defeat the enemy (i.e. the rich, the capitalist scumbag, the corporate-political elite, etc.) we must rely primarily on the front with the guns. Seriously. No joke. It's kind of sad, I know. But, listen: this front with the guns alone is not enough. We must also have a cultural army, which is absolutely indispensable in uniting us (provisionally, but not just provisionally--more later) and defeating the enemy. So, pick up a pen or something. Maybe even stab someone in the eye with it (like a cop). You'll feel better. And you'll contribute in a rather queer way to the cultural revolution. Or you could go see that one movie with all the special effects in it and wonder if life could become any more boring. Your choice.