Saturday, June 15, 2013

Shower Epiphany: Orwell had the wrong Animal on the Farm.

What the hell ever happen to the news? There was a time when you could pick up a newspaper and find out what happened. Not what is trending, what is hot, who's baby bump is nicer, who's sleeping with who, Which MMA fighter is the most extreme, how spam now looks like actual new reports, what does a particular actor eat in the summer to get that "sexy abs" look, who's nip slip/dress disaster/sexy last night, or even who's birthday it is and why they are happy to find the maharishi/special food/tantric sex position.

What the fuck?!?

What the fuck happened to the news? We aren't even sheep anymore people. We're not even veal. We are the fat goose they force feed fatty shit to get our livers nice and plump to make pate. We are simply the goose to be fatten who has had more than enough and yet still willing to have shit shoved down our throats.

Orwell should shit himself.

Seriously, what the fuck happened to wanting to know instead liking to know?

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