NETFLIX: Q 4 F R
"We have constructed a small city underground," a Netflix spokesperson said, "all running on underground geothermal power, with underground hydroponic vegetable gardens, underground springs, hospitals, massive mainframes and enough back up and spare parts to last hundreds of thousands of years if necessary.
"This underground city," he continued, "will be inhabited entirely by workers and managers dedicated to retaining not only your entire DVD queue but also your instant viewing queue, your rental and viewing histories, and your DVD ratings EXACTLY as you left them when civilization ceased on 12.21.12."
Netlix expressed its hope that the coming fall of civilization would end within a few short decades, but promised that they are in it for the long haul, "so that even if you and your children and their children and their children's visibly mutated children never see even the first glimpse of civilization reborn, and even if it's not until your children's children's children's children's children's violently mutated children's children, that something resembling a digital infrastructure is restored along with the concept of story and the medium of music, even then, your Netflix queue will still be there waiting, so the new humans that inhabit the new world, will immediately be able to kick back and watch what their great- great- great- great- great- great- great- grandparents thought was cool, before the fall. And for only 9.95 Zorgons per month."
EARTH = WASTE MY TIME!
"After centuries of preparation and millennia of hype," he said, "we are, sadly, calling off our invasion of Britney because the filthy rich planet we thought we were gonna get turns out to be in hock up to its eyebrows."
Conquest of Earth would have stuck the United Aliens not only with an endless money-pit of a planet, he admitted, but also with a planet that was now multiversally seen as totally uncool.
"A couplea millennia ago," he said, "all us aliens were like, 'Oooh, the Earth. They're sooo cool!' And everybody wanted to invade the shit out of you. But today we know Earth isn't the Beatles. -- It's the Monkees!"
"Of course," the alien spokesperson went on, "without the Earth to invade anymore, the lives of outer space aliens are now emptier than ever and we are pretty much stuck in the timeless old alien rut of video sex-war."
"We used to have so much fun," he smiled, "sending bogus signals to earth's satellites and telescopes, so their astronomers and cosmologists actually believed there's a whole fucking 'expanding universe' out here -- of planets and suns in universes of galaxies and super novae and black holes and quasars and gravity and matter and mass and Higgs bosons and blah blah blah in infinite parallel multi-metaverses of whatever."
"But in reality," he confessed, "there's just your moon and us aliens -- who wanted nothing but your destruction -- until you showed us how worthless you are."
NO MO' JO'
Starbucks was best known for my never having ever gone into one, despite the fact that (or because of the fact that) nearly everyone else on earth had. Unfortunately all those people, with the sudden disappearance of Starbucks, are now reduced back to being the unthinking, unspeaking unfeeling, zombies they were before Starbucks first opened its doors 30 years ago.
Already, many can be seen pacing in circles in parking lots, dragging their now useless laptops across the gravel behind them on leashes like dogs, and otherwise rerunning the tired tropes of every tired zombie film -- from the DIY zombie films of antiquity, to the cloying zombie films of today.
Earlier in the week, the now dead coffee shop chain attempted to not die by purchasing the failing Bank of America money blowing chain with the intention of using its former ATM locations as convenient dispensers for cheap instant coffee to help keep marauding bands of marauders moving on to the next county, not stopping in ours to exterminate us and ravage our orange tree.
Following the Starbucks announcement that they were not only NOT buying Bank of America, but also folding, World Government 2.61 announced it would purchase all the 100 million former Starbucks locations to be used "as convenient Euthanasia centers, because death is clearly the only thing left that we can still reliably do for the people."
STIMULUS PACKAGE UNVEILED
It's appointed beloved aging porn star Ron Jeremy to be Secretary of Stimulus Packages -- a cabinet post created just for him, in the hopes that he can work his porno magic on the ailing economy through maybe, you know, some kinda back door thing, or wherever.
Looking a little obviously wasted from obviously all that constant porno sex, Jeremy spoke before a joint session of World Congress 6.3 and immediately put forward his bold new stimulus package: poison-tipped, brightly colored translucent dildoes.
"Poison-tipped, brightly-colored translucent dildoes distributed to every man woman and child on earth free of charge at a deeply discounted cost of 1.3 trillion dollars to World Government 4.2," he told world Congress 6.3, "will allow the people of the earth to now look the end of the world straight in the eye with their anuses and say, Up Yours, end of the world."
"Because," he continued, "by sticking these dildoes deep up their asses and dying with big sick smiles on their faces, the people of the earth will be literally telling the end of the world that they're still in control of their own lives and that the end of the world, no matter how many cataclysms and catastrophes and apocalypses it throws at them, can't have their immortal souls.
"And," he concluded, "you can take it from me, aging porn star Ron Jeremy -- I have never seen a dildo fail -- and so I can promise you, we will all die with our human dignity intact -- regardless of whether or not the end of the world even gives a shit."
NOBEL PRIZE FOR BEST RECIPE FOR DIRT AWARDED: Amidst the usual charges of being totally political and being totally rigged, this year's Nobel Prize for Best Recipe for Dirt has been awarded to Andy-Warhol-Impersonator, Brandy Warhol...
The Nobel Prize for Best Recipe for Dirt, especially in these difficult times of global economic collapse and total societal meltdown, has come to be even more cherished than the Nobel Prize for Peace -- because, without tasty ways to eat dirt, there could be no peace -- not that there's peace now or anything, but, uhh, you know, there's probably less no peace because crazy people are otherwise occupied with tasty Nobel Prize-winning ways to eat dirt....
Brandy's Nobel Prize-winning Best Recipe For Dirt will now be placed in the public domain for everyone to enjoy, and goes as follows: Ingredients: Dirt, bugs, water (if any). Place dirt in bowl (if any). Crush bugs on rock using another rock. Add bugs to dirt. Stir with branch (if available) or finger (if any). Add water for flavor (optional). Heat over medium fire until silicon in dirt melts and starts to shine. Eat immediately before silicon solidifies into glass....
ium fire until silicon in dirt melts and starts to shine. Eat immediately before silicon solidifies into glass.
NOBEL PRIZE FOR BEST RECIPE FOR DIRT AWARDED: Amidst the usual charges of being totally political and being totally rigged, this year's Nobel Prize for Best Recipe for Dirt has been awarded to Andy-Warhol-Impersonator, Brandy Warhol...
The Nobel Prize for Best Recipe for Dirt, especially in these difficult times of global economic collapse and total societal meltdown, has come to be even more cherished than the Nobel Prize for Peace -- because, without tasty ways to eat dirt, there could be no peace -- not that there's peace now or anything, but, uhh, you know, there's probably less no peace because crazy people are otherwise occupied with tasty Nobel Prize-winning ways to eat dirt....
Brandy's Nobel Prize-winning Best Recipe For Dirt will now be placed in the public domain for everyone to enjoy, and goes as follows: Ingredients: Dirt, bugs, water (if any). Place dirt in bowl (if any). Crush bugs on rock using another rock. Add bugs to dirt. Stir with branch (if available) or finger (if any). Add water for flavor (optional). Heat over medium fire until silicon in dirt melts and starts to shine. Eat immediately before silicon solidifies into glass....
Adult "role models" just said, "Don't be so damn selfish all the time," and told me to volunteer my youthful and therefore creepy energy to some bogus non-profit org that their close personal friend makes $1.5M running. "They badly need fresh faces to wear their organization's tee shirts with their logo and colors, and be out posing for pictures pretending to give a shit about all the starving dying people," they said.
Popular self-help books only told me the kind of thing everybody already knows: a picture of Steve Forbes with the caption: "Whatever this asshole says, do the opposite." Or a picture of Lawrence Kudlow saying, "If you didn't do the diametric opposite of everything this slimeball said, then you deserve what you got."
I even toyed with a religion that teaches you to always be honest and honorable and to build up great trust -- until, at Christmas, they told us why: "So that one day, you can royally rip EVERYBODY the fuck off -- for everything. Screw everybody real good."
But, in the end, there's really only one solution where you don't wind up in a room full of kidnapped 3rd-world 10 year olds playing video games that are actually fighting actual World War 4, 6, 8, or 13...
SOL
UTIO
NS!
Title: Suicide Club
(Jisatsu Circle)
Date: 2002
Time: 99 minutes
Director: Sion Sono
Cast:
Mai Hosho
Takashi Nomura
Rolly
Yoko Kamon
Kimiko Yo
Hideo Sako
Akaji Maro
Ryo Ishibashi
Masatoshi Nagase
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