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Post #27280 by emspace on Wed, Mar 19, 2003 1:08 PM

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Aaarrrgghghmeat! Gnarf, gnarf! Lord Shiva, it was good!

Anyway I may as well admit I have an agenda too. I joined Tiki Central because I figured I'd find folks who also believe the Good Word: it's okay to be happy. I am saddened though to find that not all are really feeling that day-to-day joy down in their hearts. But let me just witness for a minute here: you can overcome the effects of three decades of life-denying, joy-killing propaganda from - well, sorry but there's no other term - losers who have been psychologically ripped up by envy of people who are happy, comfortable, and enjoy the occasional chunk of animal flesh while driving their big, flashy town cars, SUVs, and zippy sports machines.

How such rancorous, disappointed, vengeful little people managed to get such a wolverine-like grip on the psyche of America (and naturally my country since we do everything you guys do) is one for the history books, but I'll leave that job to the future. Journalists, of course, are the main conduit, God love 'em. Time was, the lone nut with the "Doom is Coming!" sandwich board was ignored, but you can't do that anymore, because now he is millions of nuts, not lone any more, but a Movement (and I use the word in every sense you can imagine): The Doom Movement.

Fight it! Ignore it! Turn off the news and have a Mai-Tai! Not in despair but in celebration! Cross-reference my posts in the "Is this politics or art? (POLITICS, READ AT OWN RISK)" thread! It's time we founded our own Movement, and dislodged the constipated mass of propaganda that we've lived with every waking day for thirty years! I live in a city where the junkie who mugs your Granny gets far more sympathy than your Granny, I know what I'm talking about here, folks. Correctness is the fastest route to an uncomfortable and embarassing trip up your own sphincter to face those awful clogs, FIGHT IT!!!

much aloha,
em.

P.S. I apologize for the scatalogical metaphors.