Hypocrisy is Riding Shotgun with Insanity in the Ford Pinto to Nowhere.

 Dog Poet Transmitting…….

As Materialism makes its irreversible decent into the black pit of ignominy, the level of superficial ignorance has lowered the limbo bar to the point where a canal has to be dug into the Earth so that the person doing the limbo can pass under it. It’s no longer possible in the ordinary fashion. Yes, the limbo bar has hit the ground. And riding shotgun with superficial ignorance in this Ford Pinto to nowhere is Hypocrisy. And what would a day at Life’s Creative Recycling Center be without a little quid pro quo… a little professional courtesy between Satanists? It’s a beautiful thing when like covers like in the Suicide Circle of Musical Chairs. What I’m thinking this Halloween is that I’m going to dress up as Leo Frank and carry a Styrofoam corpse around with me except… I don’t celebrate Halloween, never have. I tend to ignore it. Usually I would walk around dressed in whatever I usually wear and people would ask me, “who are you supposed to be?” I would reply; “I’m a serial killer, they look like everyone else.” Serial killers are another phenomena of Material Culture. Psychopathy is a direct product of Material Culture and most all serial killers are psychopaths. I’m guessing this is an example of logical progression.
Insanity, along with indefensible vanity (in the case of Celine Dion) are presently the rage as a fashion accessory. Word has it that Vogue is going to dig up Dr. Ruth and do a full color nude spread with her in the next edition. This is because necrophilia is the next big thing and this will become more evident when the apocalypse reveals that most people, these days, have been practicing necrophilia for some time. This reminds me of a joke. If you’re easily offended you can just skip this section and go to the next paragraph. Anyway, we’re on a French beach and this metro-sexual is walking along and he sees this nude woman rolling in the waves at the shoreline. He bends down and begins talking to her. This moves to an amount of stroking and that leads to… uh huh. Down the beach you see a small crowd running toward them with a gendarme in the lead. He comes up on them, breathing heavy from the exertion and says, “Alors, Alors Monsieur, can you not see this woman is dead?” The guy looks up and replies, “ah pardonez moi, I thought she was American.” heh heh. Hey! It’s just a joke and I know from personal experience that it also happens to be inaccurate. Some amount of levity is important.

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