윤

J’ai toujours fait une prière à Dieu, qui est fort courte. La voici: «Mon Dieu, rendez nos ennemis bien ridicules!» Dieu m’a exaucé.

Intellectual property is a concept borne from capitalism, right, and yet it seems folks whose only concern is self-enrichment are always the worst at following its rules. And loathe as I am to credit that cocksucker for anything, the story did lead me (back? Because this banger sounds familiar) to—

I get now why Raphael’s drop grants Fly.

I didn’t think my words would hew so closely to the original (and I did want to get in how much I hate cutting my fucking nails every week), but they are what I have in mind when I hear the Ramones version.

When I’m trying to get outta bed
I don’t want to grow old
Nothing good seems up ahead
I don’t want to grow old
How do you last another year
In a world made for younger things
Makes me think the dog’s got the right idea
When I see the price I’m paying
I don’t want to grow old
It’s all going the way I’m saying
I don’t want to grow old
Folks might hope that time will bring
Everything they want
Living isn’t like how they’re portrayin’…
I’m gonna post on the Internet
I don’t want to grow old
Stock up the medicine cabinet
I don’t want to grow old
I don’t want to say no to fries
I don’t want to hide my hair with dyes
I don’t want to be told I’m wise
I don’t want to wear the wrong shirt size
I don’t want to occupy my mind
I don’t want to leave the most behind
No I don’t want to grow old
Well when the pain puts up a fight
I don’t want to grow old
Get up to pee five times a night
I don’t want to grow old
I’d rather GTFO here
Than stick around when the end is near
I don’t want to leave dust ev’rywhere
On my seat
When I look into a mirror
I don’t want to grow old
Nose’s only hair getting longer
I don’t want to grow old
Picture me in an old nightgown
I don’twanttobe afraid of falling down
I don’t want to be all groans and moans
Saggy skin and brittle bones
I don’t want to become deadweight
Break my hip and accept my fate
How the hell is it already too late
No I don’t want to grow old

It’s been a trip, living long enough to see a gay Black Doctor. (No doubt Disney will try to make it Harry Potter rather than allow It’s a Sin.)
I fear, however, no shot at outlasting evil cunts like Sunak and Braverman who want to ship migrants off to the actor’s home country of Rwanda.

No one’s gonna remember this nameless filler for those times in the week when AMC couldn’t air The Walking Dead, but every few years I feel like an underachieving nobody hung up on the past I return to watch all the ones whose lives it shared for its 20-episode run. Cut short? Maybe, nobody cares. The whole show was a big fat zugzwang. I suppose Mrs. Davis attempted something of the sort, but freeyow, was that cast good-looking, their characters too Harry Potter for my idea of Pynchon, and conspiracies nowadays might want to keep a lower profile. Setting it in nearby shitty Long Beach helped, too.

Ramaswamy and Haley, right, both despicable Republican contenders on the same stage tonight noticeably of Indian origin, am I just lumping them together unfairly with twats like Bobby Jindal and Dinesh D’Souza? 한국 여자 Michelle Steel, Young Kim and 진라 don’t get a free pass, either, but I got to thinking about my Indian friends and acquaintances in high school, most of whom came from strict upbringings and showed it, such as one dude who cosplayed Alex P. Keaton everyday, briefcase and all, and the other guy who killed a salesman for a Camry.

I do keep an eye out for dogs, and this morning as I was making a right onto 166th stopped because there was one halfway into the crosswalk, no owner in sight, no collar visible. A larger one of the same breed and color, maybe its parent, stayed close to the curb next to the car and seemed to be motioning for it to return, which it finally did after the truck behind me honked. We don’t get many strays in these parts, much less partners of them (I suppose they may have been freed upon the death of their elderly master), so I wonder where they got to.

In these days of evil presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown