Breaking: Henry Kissinger Is Still Alive. #Fuck2016

This year has been a disaster. First David Bowie died, then the deaths just kept piling up as we saw Prince, Muhammad Ali, Alan Rickman, Merle Haggard, Florence Henderson, and many more taken from the world, most recently George Michael and Carrie Fisher.

these children that you spit on

In the midst of this mess, we got two of the worst presidential candidates in American history in Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. The majority of the country watched in disgust as these two shitbags went head to head, all-too-aware that one of them would be the next president. The surreal realization of how low our society has fallen became beyond exhausting for many of us, and there really isn’t any rest in sight.

Barack Obama has worked tirelessly to cement his legacy as a terrible president, with the state of the world in complete turmoil, ready for Donald Trump to tweet us into an international crisis or two. Orwellian ‘anti-propaganda’ legislation has been passed in the wake of a transparent scare over ‘fake news’ designed to reassert the corporate-state-media’s firm grip on the collective psyche of the population. Exxon is about to take over the state department. The Republicans control the entire government, and it’s not like the Democrats are really any better anyway. Let’s face it: everything is awful.

And to top it all off, war criminal Henry Kissinger still walks the Earth. And not only him, but Dick Cheney, the elder Bush, a bunch of Rothschilds, George fucking Soros, David Rockefeller, and a laundry list of parasitic turds who the world could do without will gleefully enter 2017 even though none of them deserve the space they inhabit on this planet.

It’s just not fair.

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Really though, what I would like to see happen in 2017, more than the timely deaths of a few cancerous specimens of humanity, is for people to start paying attention, to stop believing bullshit; for the Trump supporters and the Hillary supporters to wise the fuck up or step aside and stop shitting up society for everyone else, and for all of my favourite musicians to remain healthy and productive.

Is that too much to ask? I don’t think so.

For now, I’m just going to work on me. I’ll keep writing, traveling, and playing my guitar when I need to chill out. I’ll try to read more, and be more involved in important causes. I’ll use my voice to speak out against Trump and his corporatist administration. I will try to make new friends or at least acquaintances, and I’ll finally finish that novella I’ve been sorta-kinda-writing. Maybe I’ll fall in love, and maybe I’ll get rich. Maybe someone is actually still reading, but I doubt it.

Anyway, I guess this post is my little way of flipping off the year that was so that I can move on to something better. 2017 has a nice ring to it. I’m not into numerology but I like the aesthetic qualities of certain numbers over others, and 2017 just seems kind of chill. I have a positive outlook. Maybe Kissinger will croak. That would be cool.



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Rob Cotton

Nomadic scribe. Anarcho-phenomenologist.

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