There’s a lot of bored assholes out there so let’s get right to it. We’ve been told we’ve got a very radical gesture, so don’t try to fight it.
Imagine these words as a fist and imagine you trying to read this as the face.
Imagine that fist punching that face, right in the face.
Over and over and over again.
HAHA!
“New Gonzo, that kind of shit. I became super nihilistic after I hit the road. This is the new gonzo journalism and we need more of it... a zoomer Hunter S. Thompson. In new genres, the craft is thinking on one's feet. And being able to use a material based on a site, maybe the site determines what the material is. It tells you everything. Still images invite a sort of retinal drifting. An oculus drift.”
“Still in the child-sacrifice/adrenochrome harvesting room led Reverend Hunter S. Thompson; fragments of rotting human flesh and pulpy, grey matter pits hardwired to an electronic circuit-board; soldered into the circuitry of the zombified culture-scene, a cyber-flesh-machine, amongst discarded consumer-objects, hologram commercial-advertisement generator; effective medical-organ harvesting techniques from a 19th century alchemical-surgery handbook for black-magicians and sorcerers in a middle-school chemistry lab; MDMA production centres in third-floor flats in Bristol.”
“They did nothing. A new kind of radical. Watching the decaying city with a cool detachment. They didn’t try and change anything. Look, at that. Isn’t that cool? Writing over the walls is neater than any art always.”
“Looking for the fuckers. See you mother fucker. See you in hell. What you’re looking for in your quest for lack of art. You mean I shouldn’t blow my brains out the back of my skull? I’ll keep my peepers open for that guy. Alone, filming an 8 year old cry. Watched an experimental film where nothing happened for 2 hours.”
“You fuckers! The fuckers. We’re fucking thousands of fucks you motherfucker. I see you do it again you’re fucking gone. And you, don’t you ever do it fucking again. I do what I fucking want to! Fuck you! Fuck off right there and fuck off right there! You fuck off and you fuck off over there, so fuck you! I get my fuck on. You fuck off, you fuck—you fuck! Don’t tell me to fuck! And you back there, fuck off too! Everybody around just got fucked off! What’s up fuckers? Take a step back, and FUCK your own face!
Alright... We don’t give a fuck! We don’t give a fuck! We don’t give a fuck!
About disasters, fires, floods and murder hornets. We don’t give a fuck!
About the Space X shuttle belly floppin’ on the ground. We don’t give a fuck!
About starvation and the food the Yemenis didn’t get. We don’t give a fuck!
We don’t give a fuck! We don’t give a fuck! We don’t give a fuck!
About the gamblers and the pushers and the geeks. We don’t give a fuck!
About the smack and crack and whack that hits the street.
We don’t give a fuck!
About the welfare of all you boys and girls.
We don’t give a fuck! We don’t give a fuck!
About the army, navy, air force and marines
We don’t give a fuck! We don’t give a fuck!
About you people. We don’t give a fuck!
About you're guns. We don’t give a fuck!
About the non-wars you’re fighting.
Gee, that looks like fun!
We don’t give a fuck!
About the TikTok Kids, they always lie.We don’t give a fuck!
After murdering everyone they vomited and ejaculated
all over the carpet, having already shit
and pissed all over the walls.
Garbage Day! Hahahaha!”
Don’t do it, it isn’t cool— It’s too cool. I’m so cold. I’m so frozen. Iced out. Icy.
They can’t help finding the digital world “cool”...
Not only is that cool, this is even cooler.
Everybody chill...
Wanna get cooled out?
Everybody stay cool.
Cool as Andy Warhol chillin with The Fonz.
This will be in a Tarantino film one day, it’s THAT fuckin cool.
Choose chill. It’s cool. Playing it so coolly.
Cooler. They’re the coolest!
My eyes are cold as ice.
You think that’s cool?
You think that’s cool bruh?
Chill out. Woah, they’re too cool.
So great! So cool.
How can they be so,
I don’t know, cool about it?
HA-HA!”
(TOO COOL 3)
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXVI ©
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