Awright, so whaddaya think of Twitter? I don't know how it works, but I reckon the choice of words in its lexicon is fairly telling about the state of humanity… If we're all 'following' one another, we're probably gonna end up going in circles.
Facebook? Fuck that, all my networks are anti-social. Again, a marvellous outlet for people who think the world cares about their fat little newborn hellspawn, or what they're having for dinner, or who they're partying with at the club. But hey, don't get me wrong, I like parties. And dinner. And even children, if they're properly cooked.
The world has become a very sensitive, self-righteous place. Political correctness is at dangerously high levels, yet subterranean bigotry and fear squirm wetly beneath our rainbow veneers. Human history is heat, and it's reaching a boiling point. Our culture is turning to steam, and we can't even tell because we're enjoying the social sauna so much.
So here's my advice:
The world is a joke, and that's the fucking truth. Make yourself a parody of that joke, and nothing can hurt you, ever.
Laugh, laugh hard, and laugh at everything. Because if you lose the ability do that, then you are truly lost.
ROTFLMFAO!
Says the FREAK who gets on his Twatter account and posts this crap:
"Where nothing is real but the medication and the and then they cut their wrists and write "I love you God" all over the walls and hang themselves on the ventilators.
Though the prospect of hell is disquieting, any afterlife is better than none.
Please forget you ever read these words. Burn them, along with any memory you may have retained of me.'
Yeeahh you bet!