New Land

A bit shoddy this place!

It has become an astounding melodramatic mediocrity — made all the more disappointing by what it claims to aspire to be.

How much are you asking for it?

But it’s a half-baked soap opera! It’s an intellectual wilderness state ringed by an imbecilic dystopian society. It’s full of unsympathetic characters.

I can’t tell you how often I’ve wished those stooges a slow disembowelment by wolves, or that they be felled by tornadic detritus, swept away in the wake of a hurricane, or be incinerated in one of the dumpster fires of they’re always starting.

Goose-step Market Dystopia.

This smells of that earthy failure — like they’ve already rigged a dying system…

Nah, you can keep it.

Oy, for the new land of the Huns!

Oy!

“But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.”

— George Orwell / 1984