I don’t know why it’s stuck in my head, but it is.
We hope.
That you choke.
That you chooooOOOOoooke.
Something like that, right?
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1051 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: Memories Of The Future, Vol. 1, Wil Wheaton
Comics: Brigade 4, Brigade v2 1-2, Youngblood 5
Music: Warped Tour (Camden, NJ), Sublime (it's bootleg season, if you care)I finally found her.
I finally found the person that can’t hit my veins.
This, from the guy who once made a joke to a nurse, “I would have made one hell of a junkie.”
Goals, people.
Goals.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1661 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: The Last American Vampire, Seth Grahame-Smith
Comics: Bloodstrike 1-2, Youngblood Battlezone 1, Youngblood Strikefile 1
Music: Warped Tour (Ashbury Park, NY), SublimeNo more nausea, and the Imodium I took ended the diarrhea, but as it so often does, bound me right the fuck up, which will be worse in a day or two.
Drugs.
Can’t live with ’em, can’t just enjoy being high.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1080 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: The Last American Vampire, Seth Grahame-Smith
Comics: Brigade 2-3, Youngblood 0, 4
Music: Warped, Red Hot Chili PeppersSo many distractions. So little time.
If only life weren’t so filled with insanity.
Why must we be so insane?
Who lives simply?
Can I move there?
Would they let me?
Or would I merely be a refugee, a symptom of the disease of modern living that consumed us all?
I suspect turnabout is fair play.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1507 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: The Last American Vampire, Seth Grahame-Smith
Comics: Youngblood 1-3, Brigade 1 (jesus, Liefeld is a garbage writer)
Music: Warpaint, The Black CrowesWe’re all here by accident, and any second we get is pure luck.
Make of that what you will.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1050 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: The Last American Vampire, Seth-Grahame Smith
Comics: Tomb Raider: Inferno 3-4
Music: Warp Bootleg, CKY (that's how it's labelled, alright?)I’m now at my fourth (?) doctor telling me it’s just gas.
But really, when the pain is so severe, it doubles me over, or the distended belly comes out so far, I start getting lightheaded and threatening to pass out, is it really?
Why I can’t convince any one of these motherfuckers to get me some kind of test – ultrasound, scope, X-Ray, CAT, PET, MRI, I don’t even know which is best, but damn it.
Something.
Assholes.
Healthcare is fucked, and I’ll be honest, walking around like this?
There are points in the day where it’s so persistent and so severe that I’d rather not be walking around at all.
A little fucking help, guys.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1632 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: The Last American Vampire, Seth Grahame-Smith
Comics: Tomb Raider: Survivor's Crusade 3-4, Tomb Raider: Inferno 1-2
Music: Warning (CD Single), Green Day (as opposed to the album)Actually, there’s a third option.
Fight or flight or freeze.
(Or technically, die, but that’s really more of a consequence than an action.)
Science, bitches.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1140 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: The Last American Vampire, Seth Grahame-Smith (wait, I thought Abe lived until the Sixties?)
Comics: Tomb Raider v3 11-12, Tomb Raider: Survivor's Crusade 1-2
Music: Warning, Green DayIs ‘greetings, fellow overloads’. I look forward to serving you on this planet.
Good lord, wouldn’t it be nice if some aliens showed up and went, dummies.
This is how you transcend your planet.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 930 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: Sylvie And Bruno Concluded, Lewis Carroll
Comics: Tomb Raider v3 7-10
Music: War Sucks, Let's Party!, Anti-Flag (damn straight)Honestly, yes, we have to push back against fascists, but what I really meant was we need to find a way to see that all this dichotomy bullshit is just a way for the rich to keep us focused on bullshit, on hating each other, instead of going after the only enemy that matters.
I’ll give you a hint – the words used to describe them usually ends in -illionaires.
Keep focus, no matter where you are on the spectrum.
The enemy is the 0.01%.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 621 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: Sylvie And Bruno Concluded, Lewis Carroll
Comics: Tomb Raider v3 3-6
Music: War On The Blvd, SublimeI think the whole thing I’m trying to do with this Bad Neighbours thing is to really explore how absurd the political dichotomy is, and how destructive.
I’m not exploring a third option, and the crazier the right gets, there becomes an increasing need to draw that hard line and say, no.
No more.
No further.
Enough.
And then push back the other way until sanity is restored. The problem is, the rhetoric on that side, so willingly and completely divorced from any kind of reality or genuity, is almost impossible to engage on a conversational level. You can’t argue the points, because they don’t care to listen, and won’t respond in good faith.
There is no argument that will stop this anymore. We need to convince ourselves to take action, whatever action we can, procedural, legal, etc., in order to slow this monster down enough to make it to elections, which at this point, is a question of whether they’ll even happen or whether these fascists will try to find an excuse to suspend them or rig them, because they know in any even remotely just system, they’ll get blown from the water, and then, they’re all fucked.
Basically, every obstruction that can be made, every inch fought for; give up nothing without extreme cost. Make them feel it. Wear them down; they’ve shown a great deal of incompetency.
They will make exploitable mistakes.
Use the bureaucracy against them, especially since you can no longer trust the Supreme Court, and every block at a lower level just gets pushed up to the shadow docket. Plus, even when the court rules against them, they just ignore it and do it anyway.
So, block, obstruct, don’t make it easy. Make them work for every inch, make every yard a Herculean effort.
It’s the only way.
Push back, push back, push back.
And when it’s all said and done, and the extremists have fallen by the wayside, then maybe we can get back to ending the dichotomy.
Target: 1300 words
Written: 1313 words, novel: Bad Neighbours
Read: Sylvie And Bruno Concluded, Lewis Carroll (god, this is shit)
Comics: Lara Croft And The Frozen Omen 4-5, Tomb Raider v3 1-2
Music: War On Errorism, NOFX (legit one of the best punk albums ever written)