venerdì 12 giugno 2009

North Da-Kota


Finalmente mi è venuto in mente a chi somiglia l'on. Roby "lamento" Cota (avete presente quello che discerne di leggi razziali con la stessa facilità e passione con cui un ultrà discute di calcio mercato?).

Azzarderei che il sopracitato si può definire un mix tra Cheswick durante l'anticamera subito prima della seduta di elettroshock e Taber durante gli improvvisi scatti d'ira.



" Come ride with me through the veins of history, i'll show you how God falls asleep on his job and how can we win when fools can be kings, don't waste your time, or time will waste you...."



Cribcaged



The only cribs that we should care for are the ones that we are here for the ones, belonging to our children that do what we do scar from our wounds, the only cribs that make a difference where the magic really happens, don't come with a Mercedes Benz or wide screen showing nothing showing nothing... i'm sick of home control devices, sick of sickening home designers, sick of druges and gold and strip poles, sick of homies sick of poses despite the nodding staff that serves you, despite your name on clothes and perfume ,despite the way the press observes you, you'are just people... successful people, dressed up people, smiling people, famous people, red carpet people, wealthy people, important people, but still just people. So fuck the million dollar kitchen, fuck the Al pacino posters, fuck the drugs the gold the strip poles, fuck the homies, fuck the poses, fuck the walls they build around, you fuck the bedroom magic nonsense, i don't want to hear their voices as long as they vote with their wallets, fuck the silly 'throw you out' joke, fuck the framed cigar DeNiro smoked, fuck their lack of originality and personality fuck this travesty, fuck this new norm, fuck conformity, fuck their Kristal, fuck their sordity, fuck the way they fuck equality, fuck their freeble gear, fuck the ones they wear you'are just people... successful people, dressed up people, smiling people, famous people, red carpet people, whealthy people, important people, but still just people, messed up people, shallow people, stupid people plastic people, meta people, theta people, therapypole, Entropiople,, oh, fuck the ones they wear i'm cribcaged, cribcaged, the only cribs that we should care for are the ones that we are here for the ones belonging to our children that do what we do scar from our wounds.



mercoledì 10 giugno 2009

Rage 4 order


1993: anno nuovo, Italiani stronzi uguale. (così titolava Cuore 16 anni fa).