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Teenagers had a late night party on a nearby rooftop and I imagined them falling to their deaths then felt bad then felt bad that they were alive. Bellowing. Screaming. Not even being killed. Teenagers are not human. Going self consciously quiet then arcing up again like human car alarms. I was stripped of all dignity. Unable to close the window- these shitty apartments have zero ventilation- I listened intently for the sound of a falling body. No one interrupts teenagers, because if you talk to them you have to kill all of them and then there's the tedium of collecting high-5s from their newly freed parents. Not all teenagers are the teenagers in the horror movies aimed at teenagers, just the ones who can get rooftop access to a building at 1am on a Tuesday.

When I first got my hands on what the Germans call a handy, it blew my mind that I could make (lo-resolution black and white) videos with a phone, now a phone can get high quality panoramic pictures and the world is about to end, so enjoy that.

It was a time of eating shit. Across the land, men who had sought power, some briefly finding it, were just chowing down on turds like total champs. "Look at him go!" Onlookers cheered and jeered as these pompous idiots who had flown so high, landed face first in an all you can eat shit feast. Some ate shit graciously but they were still eating shit and encouraging words rang out, words like, "Suffer in your jocks" and of course, "Eat shit cunt!" 1 reply 0 retweets 1 like The little people, the common folk, those who had eaten oh so very much shit did take in this spectacle and dance and skip about. One guy brought out a guitar and the people "accidentally" smashed it because fucksake mate, really? Are you at *every* party? Mister Wonderwall? Fuck. 1 reply 0 retweets 0 likes The People hoped the shit eating would never end. And perhaps, just maybe, it never would. *disneyland fireworks reflected in a child...

Do I need to have watched every episode of The West Wing to be able to decode what these people care about? I did watch The West Wing. As with The Wire I was drawn into a world that felt so alive. It's good to joke around like this. I think I lasted one (1) episode and then really wanted access to weapons, ammo and the floor plans of several buildings. Walk with me. We make our way through the corridors of power, shooting people who watch a basic bitch TV show aimed at middle brows whose egos wake at 5 am. Hilariously, some instinctively hold up their clipboards and iPads as protection. Heads that once absorbed incredibly dangerous TV shatter into pieces. "West Wing is fucking awful and you are bad for enjoying it!" I bellow this but they die with no idea why I really fucking hate Public Opinion Star Trek. Outside, millions of fans of The West Wing are attracted by the noise, I emerge to kill all of them because they're not up to practicalities like ...