November 24th, 2005

Li'l Brudder

The Man

As you may have already guessed, I am constantly under government surveillance. Like Cat Stevens, I am a seething cauldron of hardcore revolutionary fight-the-power-ness. A thorn on the side of The Establishment. A fly in The Man's ointment. Almost but not quite as incendiary as Kevin Bacon's dance stylings in Footloose. I'm that hardcore.
In fact I'm so hardcore the military industrial complex now dedicates a large chunk of its annual budget to combatting the liberating effects of me. Several agents, disguised as "critics," send me discouraging e-mails as part of a broad psy-ops campaign to dampen my spirit and derail the revolution. They've even brainwashed some civilians into thinking I am less than a total complete genius. Do not be fooled by them. They are pawns of the power structure programmed to spread lies and misinformation.

So remember: Love Me. I am the most brilliant and hilarious.

Otherwise, you're a filthy nazi whore. You don't want to be a filthy nazi whore, do you?
Of course you don't.

Okay.

All right, then.

I'm outtie.

Viva la Resistance!