December 26, 2012
DJango Unchained racist?
Bullshit on thee sirs and madams;
A great movie with an unsettling look at the past.
What else did you expect from QT; a fucking fairy-tale or a subtle five-hour character study?
And fuck you, whoever you are, wherever you are, whatever.
In a prison world like this
One question comes to mind
Who can I call my road dog in prison blues?
Not much, at least on a consistent basis, I guess.
December 28, 2012
Manos The Hands of Fate on Youtube
What a great bad movie to watch
When you’ve got all the time in the world
Oh MST3K, I do miss you in many ways
But the legacy lives on(and Rifftrax and Cinematic Titanic, as well)
Mike and Joel and the Bots: all of you have helped me feel better and laugh
In these odd times.
Is it just me
Or when you’re with friends for a long period of time during a day
You grow fucking insane and want to have a break from hanging out
Only to hang out with them again later on in the same fucking day?
December 30, 2012
We always have to deal with bullshit
I don’t know why
We always have to keep on going
Even when it’s a pain in the ass
I’m not one for inspiring poems
It’s never been my style; it always comes off as either insincere or inauthentic
God, I was hoping for the world to end and yet,
Here we are.
Breaking Bad marathons to go, and I love Jesse Pinkman, yes, indeed.
December 31, 2012
New Year’s Eve: Wow, a year has already passed
And I don’t feel any different
Don’t want to celebrate with drinks or with ham
I just want to keep on working
And being left alone
I guess I’m solitary or a holiday grouch
But I’ll survive, just like all of you.
I’ll live on; what else is there to do?
January 1, 2013
Do you hear the people sing?
I’m sure you’ve heard this all before:
Hearing a battalion of rebels give it for all
And all for what?
For the red flag of hope
For the black flag of despair
For a true change still to come, but at least they lit the flame
Do you hear the people sing,
Singing the song of angry men?
I guess they’re not in the mood for being slaves again
When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums
Then you know a new life will be good, when tomorrow comes.
The world you long to see, that these people sang and fought for, and died for,
Will become a reality.
One day more, 24601, and I’ll take my chance; Whether in France or America or a spaceship high above, I just hope you hear the people singing:
The song of people who don’t want to be slaves again,
The Song of Angry Men.