It is July 1st, 2021. Gay month is finally over. Yes! Unfortunately, we live in very gay (not Flintstones gay) times, and I don’t see it getting better any time soon. I say this because it is the people who made/allow times to be so horrifically gay, and if enough people had even a lick of sense, things wouldn’t be as apocalyptically gay as they are now. This gayness will make my life so much less pleasant, for trash reasons.
But enough about how people are living in a hell of their own making; let’s talk about what the hell I’m (planning on) making! I am going to make music! The album of the year! I have never studied nor practiced music/instruments… I’ve written no songs… I think poetry is gay and have no appreciation for it… Even so, this is something I must do. I’m lazy and I hate working, but listening back on some shit I worked on will be fun. Being able to say I made an album will be fun. Creating what I want to see in this world, attempting to make a change in society, fighting against the tides of political correctness and soft tyranny will be fun. I have very little to lose so fuck it. Let me do what I know people will say I can’t. Let me create what would get a man fired today. Let me do what I want…
As I write this sentence, it is 16:00 on the east coast of the United States. Tomorrrow, I will be expected to wear an almost gay colored tie-dye, but I have a plan: I will print off a design of my making and iron it on to my under shirt. I might cut the almost-gay shirt so that my design can show through. I’ll have to work fast. I can’t stop to read Case Closed. Can I do it? We’ll find out in the next post.