


Fuck! I’ve been busy. Before I get into it, say hello to my little friend(s): VASTech and Kommlabs. They are, like, my biggest mother fucking fans! And since you guys are reading this: I do hate dams, vivisection labs, cops, capitalism, “our” entire government, I don’t support the troops, I’m not a pacifist, I think Tre Arrow is sexy and I think ELF is just dandy!
And you know what, every word I just typed is legal, so kiss my tree hugging ass.
Ahem, in other news my condo recently (and surprisingly) sold at a profit, putting my wife and I solidly in the middle class just in time for the middle class to be wiped out. Yippee! So we’ve spent the last week hauling all of our shit across state lines into Maryland to move into my in-laws basement due to the fact that we are freaking homeless. This was also one of the busiest weeks of the year at my soul sucking job because of “parents weekend” at Georgetown University. For me and my restaurant, this is when the coordinator class brings their polo draped brat sons and puffy boots wearing, dick beater daughters (I know!) in for meatloaf and cobbler. There is just something about being a self described class warrior and being in the middle of totally insane, unexpected move that makes me want to kick an “entitled” families table over the second they complain that their burger doesn’t have enough cow blood (juiciness.)
Anyhoo, for the last week I haven’t been yearning for revolution as much as I’ve been yearning for my socks, shoes and underoos to all be found in the same spot. Oh, and I’ve really been yearning for sleep. I slept to 2:30 yesterday, worked out for an hour today and, like the borderline yuppie that I am, got a professional massage (no happy ending!) I’m feeling better, thanks for asking.
So now that we are settled in and I’m playing a little game called “avoid the in-laws” I’ve got a lot of time to scribble down my little thoughts. Here is whats on the roster:
My observations on living in suburbia for the first time in over a decade. Where your home and the mall are just places to rest when you’re not in your car!
I’ll respond to Mickey Z’s article Hope is for Suckers.
I will argue that the ruling class have mutated into a separate species from us and we should consider thinning the herd. Seriously!
A Moving Train birthday Extravaganza Part Deax! Just a few months late, here’s Part 1.
I’ll talk about how the financial crisis is moving us towards old school fascism not socialism.
Lastly check out frequent Dissident Voice commenter Brian Koontz in his first appearance on A.M.T. here. And check out James Keye’s latest essay here. It’s the best thing I’ve read in quite a while.
More soon…