Sunday, March 20, 2005

MAD ON THE EQUINOX
I have been attempting not to get violent, disgusted, or sick over this whole Schiavo keep-the-brain-dead-alive bullshit down in Florida, and screaming at everyone who will listen that real objective here is the will of the Fundamentalist SS to usurp total control over our very bodies – be they alive, dead, pregnant, or stoned. At risk of sounding like Uncle Bill Burroughs, it's the rise of the psycho-civilized slave state. In that context the anti-abortion/pro-death penalty mindset ceases to be a contradiction. THEY will decide how you live, when you die, what you believe, what you ingest, and how and why you fuck.

The secret word is Patriarchy

One attempt at distraction was to do yet another of those cyber-quizzes. This outfit seems more fun than Quizilla that had now fallen to total "My Little Pony" pre-teen whimsy.

I am Rabies. Grrrrrrrr!
Which Horrible Affliction are you?
A Rum and Monkey disease.

And here’s another that turned out cunningly deceptive or maybe Dadaist...

What kind of pirate am I? You decide!
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CRYPTIQUEHoly shit. I’m reviewing online quiz sites.

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