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Death's Door, the view from the Spanish announcers table: for the loved ones..........least we forget

Sunday, September 10

for the loved ones..........least we forget

You know what would be cool? If when the monsters come instead of running for our lives like a bunch of little bitches we turn and stand our ground. And we find that no matter how growley and fangy the monsters are we’re their betters.

And instead of the monster’s eating our children and raping the womenfolk, we all get on with the business of breaking our feet off in their hairy scaly asses.

Wouldn’t it be cool for once to see a monster movie where the monsters land and everybody starts kicking the shit out of em instead of taking over like they always do?

And after a few years of doing this, the monsters wouldn’t look so big and bad anymore would they?

And the president would call for a national holiday and we’d all have parades and shit where we’d chain the remaining monsters up and march em thru town like the beat down bitches they are.

And after a while the monsters would become the nigger’s and spics of the world and we’d make em all forth class citizens and all that good shit.

Because you know, they’re monsters and who gives a damn about em.

Make em cut our yards and do all the dangerous shit that we don’t need to be doing anymore. But then someone would start looking at the monsters with pity and wonder if they’re just misunderstood.

Then the cry would go across the land that the monsters aren’t so bad and maybe what we did to em was a mistake. And soon there are monster advocacy groups going around preaching that the monsters are in fact good folk and all they want to be are our friends.

And even though there are people who remember the monsters as they were and what they used to do, nobody’s hearing what they have to say.
And soon all the old people that used to fight the monsters are dead and gone and there’s no one around to remember the evil shit that the monsters did to our women and children.

No histories and films remain about the monsters because with the people feeling so shamed about the mistreatment of the monsters, they destroyed everything that showed the poor misunderstood monsters in a bad light.

And then it comes to that day when the monsters are our equals and we look up and there’s a monster living on either side of us. There’s even a monster in the White House and shit. And that’s when we see the monsters for who they really are.

"and the monkey flipped the switch"


Blogger Mental Chum said...

Hmm. You may be right.

6:31 AM  
Blogger satyavati said...

I dunno about the rest but there's a monster in the white house for sure.

8:34 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My favorite post of all times. Thanks again, man. You rock.


9:44 AM  
Blogger The Conservative UAW Guy said...

Great post.

Satyavati, you're a fucktard.
Bill Clinton is a rapist, not Bush.yrfo

10:34 AM  
Anonymous rivergoddess said...

Great post Greg. Keep it up!

12:18 PM  
Blogger LL said...

Great post, Greg. You surprise me sometimes. I don't know why, but you just do.

7:04 PM  
Blogger Death said...

thank you, it's actually an old post but I thought it would be fitting for today

7:16 PM  
Blogger Ole Blue The Heretic said...


7:45 PM  
Anonymous JW said...

That's deep man. Or are you a monster?

12:53 AM  
Blogger satyavati said...

Is it me or are people taking general comments way too fucking personally these days? I'm starting to think it's time for folks to back off the Mountain Dew, do some yoga and calm their xenophobic paranoid asses down to a reasonable level. My guess is that all the extra hormones farmers put in the meat fuck up people's brain chemistry and turn them into tiny fascists.

Love ya.

1:21 AM  

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