Whisky ranting on a laptop -or- we're all fucked, and should be a lot more angry than we are.

We should be rioting in the fucking streets. Everywhere. We should be tearing out our hair, turning over cars and buses and lighting them on fire. We should be throwing rocks and molotovs at the cops, and spray painting angry slogans on walls, and throwing garbage cans through bank windows. We should be taking the captains of failed corporations who are now holding out their hands for money, and cuting their fucking hands off, stringing them up, and burning them alive. The gutters should be clogged with blood, the air sticky with the screams of the dying and the maimed, and black with the smoke of burning institutions, and the streets barricaded with destroyed cars, shopping carts, and the hulks of abandoned tanks.

We should be doing this.

Why we should be doing this is to avenge ourselves for the misery that is going to befall human civilization, because things are going to get worse. Much worse. When I read about how little transparency there is in the use of the bail out funds given by congress to the treasury, I immediately think that the treasury either doesn’t know what it’s doing, or the problems are so massive, the outlook so fucking grim, that they need to hide it from us so as to avoid my above advice.

You wanna know what’s going on right now? Well, I’ll tell you what.

Have you ever fallen down a flight of stairs? It sucks. Your instincts tell you to put out your arms and legs and try to stop your self from falling, and all this does is get arms and legs broken. Right now we’re falling. We know it. We’re even talking about it. What no one is talking about is how fast we are falling, or how long the stair case is. We don’t know, and we don’t want to. We just want it to end. Some people might know, but they’re keeping quiet. The job losses are going to continue. The amount of people sitting around getting angry is going to mount. The amount of alcohol and drugs being consumed is going to increase, and along with it crime. State budgets can't afford to deal with more criminals. So what the fuck are they going to do? Take out a bond? With who? Who's buying bonds these days?

There’s a war coming. There’s always a war coming, I know, but so do some other people, people who aren’t effected by what’s happening right now to the degree that we in the west are. Poor people know how to be poor much better than rich people, and payback is a fucking bitch.

Something’s coming I think. But something has always been coming. It’s not fate though, because fuck that shit. People who believe in fate and prophecy are looking for a handle on the chaos of living history. No, something is coming because shit is so out of fucking balance, and the bad thing has been held off for so long that it has built up, festered, and fermented into something that’s going to be truly fucking horrible. You will know hunger, you will know real fear, and you will see the fantasy world that our parent’s generation financed on our backs unravel before your very eyes.

It’s going to get worse because we haven’t seen shit yet. Wait till the seams start busting as the pressure builds. I’m going to get out of this major city I’m living in as soon as I can afford to because cities go nuts when shit hits the fan.

You’re right, I’m just being paranoid.

You're right, playing pessimist is always the easy way out.

You're right, listening to the Circle Jerks "Wild in the Street" while drinking scotch gets the blood up.

It's all just a bad dream.

Huh.