I love the “every generation of men needs their Hemingway / Kerouac / Bukowski . . . to write self-published violent pedophile porn under a pseudonym for a small group of LA edgelords” thesis. Ah yes, a literary movement to be reckoned with

“Do you solemnly swear that your racial self identification is accurate in the eyes of white journalists 15 years from now who are allied with White Supremacists? Failure to do so will be used against you in the event other White Supremacists hack and leak this application for political gain.”

Love this totally legitimate and real functioning democracy, where every June our nine wizard-kings descend from the mountain to tell us which laws aren’t real anymore

Is there a way for the people who actually enjoy living and being an animal on a beautiful planet to be in charge instead of these soulless pits of despair?