Prison Break

The Australian Government policy of re-destroying people who've been destroyed continued over the weekend with the news a boatload of humans is out there somewhere floating, as is Scott Morrison's lost fuckheaded soul. What a world! Maybe civilisation is a bad idea if it creates people who behave like domesticated animal arseholes. Maybe cities and nations are just concentration camps where we are free to roam only to check the locks and the perimeter fence like the prison guards we are under our casual hair.

Australia started as a jail, so our tendencies as a nation are noted and no mystery, but the jail approach to modern life is worldwide. I'm over it. I can read books. I know other ways exist. I know civilisation has ground people down for what? 6000 years? And the cheerleaders and apologists? They benefit from the way things are! I don't know if you've ever grabbed a coffee on Lygon Street then slipped into the Nova to watch a foreign fillum, but on an autumn day that shit is sweet and you feel like, yeah, cities are awesome and wearing a nice scarf and imagining you're in Paris is rad. You think, yeah, I know life is shit for most people, but how good is this coffee? I'm gonna write an opinion piece about the ungratefulness of the young.

Most people work their arses off for the right to to be cut loose at retirement, suddenly aware of the whistling emptiness at the centre of all this. That's a shit world, guys. I believe we should rock the fuck out by letting refugees in and rebuilding our societies in the image of people with imaginations who know they're supposed to be fucking free.  

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