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Beiträge getaggt mit Spider Jerusalem
Worte des Meisters (11)
21. Aug
Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.
Dieses Zitat ist nicht von Spider Jerusalem, sondern von Hunter S. Thompson (einigen vielleicht aus “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” bekannt). Die Ähnlichkeit zwischen Spider und Hunter, sowohl optisch, als auch in den Texten ist natürlich kein Zufall. Spider ist Hunter in der einer nahen Zukunft, denn die Kunst des zornigen Journalismus wird immer notwendig sein.
Worte des Meisters (9)
26. Jul
The Oval Office carpet is thick with Presidential semen. They look out of the window, think “I own you all” and jack off like ugly apes in humping season. It’s what they live for. No one who wants that is to be trusted. Why can’t you all see that?
Worte des Meister (8)
22. Jul
Let me tell you how it’s going to be.
I am free to write what I want, when I want. And you have come to me to read me.
This is not the same deal as picking up a newspaper for the sports and the TV listings and getting a piece of me too.
You actually have to sit down and poke your feedsite reader and come to me.
And I will tell you things that will make you laugh and I will tell you things that will make you uncomfortable and I will tell you things that will make you really fucking angry and I will tell you things that no one else is telling you.
What I wont’ do is bullshit you.
Das könnte auch die Präambel zum Blog sein.
Worte des Meisters (7)
16. Jul
“Hi. I’m Spider Jerusalem. I smoke. I take drugs. I drink. I wash every six weeks. I masturbate constantly and fling my steaming poison semen down from my window into your hair and food. I’m a rich and respected columnist for a major metropolitan newspaper. I live with two beautiful women in the city’s most expensive and select community. Being a bastard WORKS.”
Worte des Meisters (6)
14. Jul
“Have gone to commit suicide. Intend to return from grave Friday. Feed cat.”
Passt gut zum Wetter, unterschreibe ich.
Worte des Meister (5)
12. Jul
There was a time when I liked a good riot. Put on some heavy old street clothes that could stand a bit of sidewalk-scraping, infect myself with something good and contagious, than go out and stamp on some cops. It was great, being nine years old.
Worte des Meisters (4)
08. Jul
Everyone’s looking for someone to blame. Society. Culture. Hollywood. Predators. Looking everywhere but the right place. Children are very simple. Very easy devices to break, or assemble wrong. You want to know who did this to these kids? Only their parents. That’s the thing no one wants to hear. Every time you stop thinking about how you’re treating your kid, you make one of these. It really is as simple as that. It’s got nothing to do with the failure of the society or any of that. It’s got everything to do with the responsibility of making a human.
Worte des Meisters (3)
06. Jul
We live in a monoculture.
What does that mean? Well, go out to your street corner. You’ll probably see a Long Pig stand, SPKF on a screen somwhere, an Angry Boy Dylan’s Gun Store. You’ll go into a record store and see new recordings by the usual suspects, maybe a special Space Culture display rack.
Go out on a streetcorner in London and you’ll see the same thing. Same in Prague. Same in Silo Paulo. Same in Osaka, and Grozny, and Tehran, and Jo’burg, and Hobart.
That’s what a monoculture is. It’s everywhere, and it’s all the same. And it takes up alien cultures and digests them and shits them out in a homogenous building-block shape that fits seamlessly into the vast blank wall of the monoculture.
“This is the future. This is what we built. This is what we wanted. It must have been. Because we all had the fucking choice, didn’t we? It is only our money that allows commercial culture to flower. If we didn’t want to live like this, we could have changed it at any time, by not fucking paying for it.
So let’s celebrate by all going out and buying the same burger.
Worte des Meisters (1)
01. Jul
There’s one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it’s one word long— PEOPLE. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It’s people that kill every revolution.
