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you did lose a lot of versatile solutions to modern living

Saturday, April 14, 2007


The condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger.

You... dance all night. Then you throw it away.

The condom, I mean. Not the stranger.

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Do you know what a duvet is?

A comforter.

It's a blanket. Just a blanket. Now why a guy like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival in the hunter-gatherer sense of the word?

No.

What are we, then?

Consumers?

We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession.

Murder, crime, poverty.

These things don't concern me.

What concerns me are celebrity magazines, televisions with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.

Martha Stewart.

Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down.

So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns.

I say never be complete.

I say stop being complete.

I say, let's evolve.

Let the chips fall where they may.

The things you own, end up owning you.

posted by Kit
7:38 AM

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