93. Can't Stand the Empty Nothingness?

BACK AT YA'!

I took a short sabbatical from my responsibilities as Architect in this here realm. A brief reprieve from this mantle is necessary from time to time, and since I'm the sole writer and care-taker of these here premises they are likely to fall into a state of disrepair while I am gone. But fear not, dear reader, for I stand ready to resume task I know best and bring you the best in music, in ideas, and in cute animals.

Discovery - "I Want You Back (Jackson 5 Cover)"



I do not grieve for the loss of Michael Jackson. He'd been lost and gone for a long time. I grieve, only, for his life. An incarnate spirit of talent having achieved the American dream - a dream which warped and twisted in on itself until it became a nightmare, a sinister circus debacle, for the eyes of the whole world to behold and judge. I'll remember MJ at his best.

Hey. How about that 4th of July, huh? Huh? The United States of America, boldly declaring our independence against a tyrannical empire, so that we may have our own turn at playing Emperor & Empire!

Don't misconstrue me. I love these here states, united. But for as much as I love the idea of freedoms and unalienable rights, I am constantly reminded that our country has always been lacking in them, in one form or another. I mean, we were a nation founded on slavery and genocides. So before you bust a vessel in your head and accuse me of expatriation, treason, and heresay, consider this:



What the hell is patriotism anyway? National eroticism, is more accurate.



Feeling better now that you're getting your TGC fix? We aim to please.

Oh. And. An Otter.



Playing the mother-flippin' piano for foods.