Why I'm Rooting for the Fall of Modernity

Admittedly, I abuse modern technology and all of its unnecessary evils just as much as the next fellow, but I do despise it.

Maybe not as much as Theodore Kaczynski, but you have to wonder about the worth of material things that cause some to see life as being secondary to intrinsically worthless shit. Ironically enough, I say this while typing on my MacBook, with Gmail open in another tab.

But I think humanity would be well served if the lights went out, the iPhones melted away, and the mind numbing filth that permeates the internet faded to black. Imagine a world in which human interaction counted for something more than temporary fulfillment of materialistic urges.

What if we had to actually work together to survive? Now, I'll be the first to admit that I would quickly perish from a combination of boredom and starvation.

Yet, what if we retained and utilized our instincts, that deep down primal shit all of us possess, but is convoluted by reality TV shows, cable news, and corporate debauchery? Fuck it, too much thinking for now, and Prison Break just came on.

RIP Ted Kennedy

The last of the uber-politico Kennedy brothers has died.

You can bet the good ole' boys of the military industrial complex and other gluttonous corporations are lighting up their illegally imported Cubans, whilst sipping on a vintage bottle of Bourbon saved from the days of slavery. 

Albeit, Teddy wasn't exactly the picture boy of morality, as demonstrated by his excessive drunkenness and the time he bailed on that chick when she was drowning, but he did do some good stuff which I won't waste time writing about here.

I wonder what Robert McNamara, Michael Jackson, and Ted Kennedy are talking about in whatever place their non-corporeal bodies have traveled to?

Perhaps MJ is teaching them the proper technique to maximize the visual effects of a crotch grab. Or maybe McNamara is still trying to sell them on that whole Vietnam thing.

I think most likely though, Teddy is mixing up fuzzy navels and reminiscing about that three way he had with his bros and Marlyn Monroe in the Oval Office. Or would that be a four way?