There are a lot of ways to practice the art of journalism, and one of them is to use your art like a hammer to destroy the right people — who are almost always your enemies, for one reason or another, and who usually deserve to be crippled, because they are wrong.

The importance of Liking Yourself is a notion that fell out of favour during the coptic, anti-ego frenzy of the acid era—but nobody guessed back then that the experiment might churn up this kind of hangover; a whole subculture of frightened illiterates with no faith in anything.

We live in dangerous times. Our armies are powerful, and we spend billions of dollars a year on new prisons, yet our lives are still ruled by fear. We are like pygmies lost in a maze. We are not at War, we are having a nervous breakdown.

I have never had any special fear of Foreigners, myself, but I recognize a nationwide ‘nervous breakdown’ when I see one. It is EMBARRASSING, for openers, AND IT SUCKS.

Well, shucks. What can I say? We are coming to a big fork in the road for this country, another ominous polarization between right and wrong, another political mandate to decide “Which side are you on?”. . . Maybe a bumper sticker that asks ARE YOU SANE OR INSANE?

Our Barbie-doll president, with his Barbie-doll wife and his boxful of Barbie-doll children is also America's answer to the monstrous Mr. Hyde. He speaks for the Werewolf in us; the bully, the predatory shyster who turns into something unspeakable when the moon comes too close…

Quacks are a part of our culture, and we all fall prey to them.

I am surprised and embarrassed to be a part of the first American generation to leave the country in far worse shape than it was when we first came into it.

The world is still a weird place, despite my efforts to make clear and perfect sense of it.

There are times when even being right feels wrong.

We have become a Nazi monster in the eyes of the whole world—bullies and bastards who would rather kill than live peacefully. We are not just Whores for power and oil, but killer whores with hate and fear in our hearts.

We are living in dangerously weird times now. Smart people just shrug and admit they're dazed and confused. The only ones left with any confidence at all are the New Dumb. It is the beginning of the end of our world as we knew it. Doom is the operative ethic.

If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up.

I learned a long time ago that reality was much weirder than anyone's imagination.

One toke? You poor fool! Wait till you see those goddamn bats.

How many more of these goddamn elections are we going to have to write off as lame but ‘regrettably necessary’ holding actions?


Toootim is for toootin'
(Main instance language is Hebrew)
מצטרפות/ים חדשות למסטודון מוזמנות בחום לעיין במדריך "ברוכות הבאות למסטודון".