Sometimes words can not do justice to describe the essence of beauty. By logic the contrary is true and sometimes words can not do justice to describe human fault. The storming of the capital with ease and little to no consequence for many participants is something that only seems legitimate in a Philip K. Dick novel. Trump and his loyal followers see themselves as the main character in a heroic tale against the evils of a society. Philip K. Dick however crazy he was, was able to show the fragile nature of the perception of reality and how easy personal identity can be lost. For the main characters in our short story within history, both reality and identity have been lost for quite sometime now that it is almost difficult to be surprised by what happened. The hypocrisy of Trump given to his followers has put them in a place where words no longer follow the rules of Merriam Webster. Words such as freedom, democracy, reason, and equal amongst many others have bec...
The hatred of George W. Bush is fucking a girl brought home Thursday night from the bar; hating Donald Trump is making love to a long-distance girlfriend nightly. Hell has not arisen so there is no real fear, but rather the voice of people's opinions have and the voices of reason disappeared. It is hard to come to the reality of the present when all the people who know of the past have nearly expired. What we have going on now is not news, but rather the repetition of history. Race, politics, new vs old, those are the problems that the future and past will always behold. The only politicians who tell the truth are noble losers who do not win the elections. Washington has gotten so crisscrossed and bent that Johny Sins himself wouldn't bend them over. The issues that will affect our not so distant reality are out of touch white hags who will be trading in their briefs for diapers within the span of a year or two. Th...