The Banality Of Evil Of The Evil Of Two Lessers: A collection of exchanges with Biden-Harris supporters
How does a “realist” come to believe the US — a dictatorship of money, with a sub-banana republic voting system — is a democratic republic?
How does a “realist” come to believe the US — a dictatorship of money, with a sub-banana republic voting system — is a democratic republic?
Dreams summon forth what has been buried for the sake of expedience and for the purpose of navigating the exigencies of the day without being engulfed by nighttime’s phantasms.
He’s an uncontainable mischief making native spirit. Truth be told, he doesn’t give a fuck how expensive the dog he just ate was at the upstate breeder. He defecates where he pleases, gives no shakes for the concerns of his neighbors and their judgement only serves to make him stronger.
Platforms free of any sort of legal accountability for the content they carry, monetise and promote have created an information ecosystem where anything can be news if enough people share it or pay for it.
That feeling of sickness to the stomach that we feel now. That is the feeling of the society we rely upon breaking.
by Katie Knegeris – The dust never goes away, not really. It’s in your lungs, affecting your breathing. Your lungs always hurt. Five years later, you open your three-day assault pack And the moon dust falls out. You’ve washed that bag six times since you returned from Afghanistan, And still, […]
Modern Mythology Presents: (Click this link for more podcasts, stories and more by J.G. Michael.) By: J.G. Michael originally published here. LISTEN TO PODCAST HERE: https://parallaxviews.podbean.com/e/ep-10-gonzo-journalism-jazzy-rustbelt-memoirs-ft-clayton-luce-john-yamrus/ On this edition of Parallax views it’s a double feature; two guests, one episode. First I speak with Clayton Luce of Gonzo Today about the life and legacy of […]
by Levi Dunn Concrete steps rose towards the iron-railed concrete platform and into the black metal door draped by a clothed awning labeled with white block letters. “The Backdoor” spelled out against the entrance’s draped black. Long strips of structured stone formed the shell which the small bar resides within. […]
pizza burgers my young and sometimes girlfriend has a thing for pizza burgers at the daisy queen up in marshall my Ex is dripping venom hot grease and sizzle butchered hearts on the grill she screams she prays that we die in a car wreck tonight her words smoke and […]
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