Conservative Cat Humans
I
saw the trailer for Cats and it was so bad I wanted to make art about
it.
Pop
culture under capitalism is often
a series of very public
abortions that somehow implicate everybody.
I
look at this shit and wonder why the kind of dreams I have when I ate
too much before bed are on a screen.
The
trailer for Cats looks like people with no self awareness deep down
wanted to make a horror movie.
It
looks like it's supposed to kill brain cells.
It
looks like a black magic curse that will damn you to wanting to fuck
your cat.
The
sound of a scrotum being peeled off a vinyl couch would be sexier.
I
can't comment on the comedic aspects without triggering feelings of
wanting to die.
Cats
is an Andrew Loyd Weber joint, he's the Spike Lee of making a musical
about a fascist's wife.
Conservatives
can make good art, but when it's bad you feel like it's your urgent
mission to take down a ring of child traffickers.
When
conservatives make bad art you feel like you saw what's hiding under
your bed.
Conservatives
aren't necessarily bad
people, but when they make bad art it's like an Extinction Rebellion
protest multiplied by another Extinction Rebellion protest.
I
used to think I didn't like musicals, but no, I don't like
conservative fantasies.
Conservatives
love making things worse, which is why they turn stories into
musicals then turn musicals into threateningly cheerful movies
and now thanks to computer generated imagineering they can ruin the
idea of life itself. They make existing feel creepy with their
sentimentality and nostalgia and inbred and very obvious incest
vibes.
Also
a conservative British Prime Minister fucked a pig.
I
have to stop.
This is my art.
This is my art.
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