Rollin' Like Sisyphus

Still Don’t Need A License To Drive ‘Em Crazy

Posted in A Chronicle Of Decline by Huckleberry on March 27, 2015
BOLO.

BOLO.

But the Feds will figure out a way.
They’ve got a crack team devising the Fee Schedule as we speak.
Besides, more and more, people are more than willing to go along for the ride at their own expense.
Anyway, I just want to note that it appears people are going especially nuts lately, both locally and nationally. As white hipsters buy out the landlords of latino gangbangers, a bit of a once-dormant gang war has re-emerged in these parts, scrapping over “turf” that’ll be over-run with artisanal cheese shops and avante-guard art galleries in just a matter of months, unless the bottom falls out of the real estate market before then, but what are the odds of that.
The crazy people on the Internets and the late night radio swear that what’s making everyone else crazy is the Three-Wolf Shirt Four-Blood-Moon thing happening, or that happened, or that is about to happen. I really don’t know what in the Hell they’re prattling on about. But that’s their theory.
My theory is the theory you all are already familiar – too familiar – with at this point. It’s all going away, people can sense that, and everything else is just about charting a course through the chaos as we begin our descent down the southern slope of this nominal civilization. One interesting thing I’ve noticed, though, is that so far the ones predisposed to shirking the social imposition of participatory behavior are the ones seemingly most invested in everyone else adhering to it. For example, the old man who tried to pick a fight with me at the train stop the other day – 72 years old and frail and likely armed but extremely agitated – this man was looking for a fight, and will eventually find one that will be the end of him.
We can see this in the broad scope as well. The chick who seemingly faked her own abduction for some reason; the chick who tried to burn down a yoga studio for some reason; the woman who cut her husband’s penis off twice in a matter of hours for some reason – and that’s just off the top of my head from the past week. There’s more of this, much more.
A few years ago, when I was thinking about the coming decline, I’d incorrectly figured that the first people to give up the restraints of civilized behavior would be the thugs and predators out for increasingly easier prey. While this has been true to an extent, honestly it’s the people who I’d classify as weak that are the ones flipping their biscuits en masse.
That doesn’t mean much, it’s just an interesting note.
Keep your head on a swivel out there.

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  1. El Borak said, on March 27, 2015 at 13:54

    it’s the people who I’d classify as weak that are the ones flipping their biscuits

    Agreed. And those on antidepressants, to the extent that there’s a difference.


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