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A Touch of Class

by Balls Malone Classy Man is sitting enjoying a scotch on his sumptuous white leather sofa. He takes a sip and smiles at us. Some light jazz starts playing. “You know, there's nothing like a touch of smooth jazz to really loosen me up.” Xylophone enters the musical arrangement. Classy Man closes his eyes and … Continue reading A Touch of Class →

Corporate Capitalism Fucks the Gizmal

To start with, let's get one thing straight here: capitalism isn't bad. Basic capitalism isn't the problem. People selling their goods and services for money that they can buy goods and services with is a fine way to function. There's nothing wrong with this. It's the parasitic class of corporate capitalists that are the problem. … Continue reading Corporate Capitalism Fucks the Gizmal →

Scavengers

It's the outrage scavenger hunt! Hooray! It's time to get offended! Time to get outraged!  What fun! What's this? Is that a white woman wearing a kimono? Appropriation! Let's all pile on and ruin her life! It's time to make a difference. Did someone ignorant share an extreme opinion you don't like? We can't just … Continue reading Scavengers →

Japanese Commuter Diaries

INTRO HERE On the train. Today I decide to change it up: sit in a seat other than my normal one. I can choose because I always arrive early enough to get the seat I want. My normal seat is usually in the last booth on the train (my commuter train has two cars, generally), … Continue reading Japanese Commuter Diaries →

Japanese Commuter Diaries

INTRO HERE On the train. In the daytime, the outside world offers itself as entertainment. Always something new to be seen. Some subtle thing about a place that I missed before. This is my morning leg. But what of the night? In the dark, the outside view is gone: obliterated by the bright light in … Continue reading Japanese Commuter Diaries →

Mental Hygiene: The Stop Sign

In order to heal and to improve ourselves it is critical to manage our thoughts. Not control; manage. Start by paying attention to your inner monologue. What kinds of things do you fill your void up with? Are these things you would enjoy hearing from loved ones? If not, you need to work on what … Continue reading Mental Hygiene: The Stop Sign →

Japanese Commuter Diaries

Intro here. On the train. Between my terminal stations, there are multiple stops on my train ride. The “rapid” version has about five stops. The regular, more. Three of the stops are fairly big country stations. Two are for towns. The other is for an onsen resort village. Onsen are Japanese hot spring spas. Basically … Continue reading Japanese Commuter Diaries →

The Judged

You can judge me all you want. That's fine. But it doesn't stop me from understanding you. I think I am a troublesome rascal for you, and this is why you pester me so. You have constructed your notions of the world through the prisms of your philosophy, requiring everything be made to fit into … Continue reading The Judged →