Archive for February, 2000
LETTER TO MURDER DOG
(Murder Dog is a very underground rap magazine from Vallejo.)
So you’re from a bad neighborhood and you need to make that money by any means necessary. OK fine, but in 2000, talking about being hard and making money is a sure guarantee that you won’t make money! I’m sick of hearing rappers saying "They thought [...]
PRISON-MY LIST- INSANITY DEFENSE
This is what goes on in the mind of an insane person:
I wonder if certain people know that the only thing that stands between them and a violent sudden demise is the looming specter of prison rape. Don’t pray to God and thank Him for your long life, pray to a variety of anonymous big-dicked, [...]
No commentsBEAUTY RANT
I don’t think beauty is skin deep. I think it affects the person’s whole outlook on life. Pretty people have more friends wanting to hang around them, so they develop more social skills from constantly socializing. The social skills, plus the self-confidence that comes from a lifetime of compliments, makes it even easier for them [...]
No commentsPUNK PLANET RANT
What’s up with magazines like Punk Planet?
I think it’s fair to say no one would have ever heard of punk rock if it weren’t for old-timey punkers acting like this
:
Nihilist
Self-destructive
Irresponsible and short-sighted
Drug-addicted
Outrageous and shocking
Obnoxious
Hateful
Ugly
Sarcastic and contemptuous
Me-against-the-world
Alienated
Misanthropic
Let’s see how PP’s philosophy correlates with the criteria:
A bunch of middle-aged, humorless, very guilty-feeling, earnest people who really [...]
justification for a web page
Until recently, I never really cared if anyone saw my art, music, or writing. This is because I had read Evolutionary Psychology books like The Moral Animal and The Selfish Gene, and agreed that 99% of human achievement isn’t accomplished through free will; it’s all done to follow a genetic mandate to compete for resources, [...]
No commentsTHAT ANNOYINGLY HIDDEN INTERFEMALE COMPETITION
Here’s something else that’s been bugging the fuck out of me: you never hear anything about competition between women. Every slick, pop-culture, parade-of-Hollywood-cleavage, Cosmo-type mag has to do with ‘getting a man’ or ‘looking your best’ but totally downplays the fact that their readers are competing with each other for the best look or man. [...]