I'm tired. Make them stop.

How did this happen to us? Is it better or worse than it ever was ?

Everyone sort a- kind-a wants the "world" to end as we know it.

After reading about " The bachelorette"(see previous posts) I want it to end too.

But, basically it's a primal fantasy. Do you want to know why?

Because then we wouldn't have to go to work, wash socks, or cook chicken for dinner anymore!

I'm exhausted from battling for survival in this world. From shielding my eyes from the ever increasing commercialization of every moment and emotion. From running and running to catch up.

Only art can save us (making it-not necessarily selling it [although contact us for pricing and availability] )!

Break out them emergency canned peaches and let the savagery begin,

I'm loosing ground.

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Lube Yourself Up for the Revolution!

Comrade X announces the official beer of the Revolution (you thought this was going to be about vaginal beads, didn't you? Pervert!), Proletariat Red. In coming posts, official wines and liquors of all sorts will be announced as Comrade X diligently works his way through every liquor-dispensing outlet in his particular part of the United States of Bourgeois Oppression. In accordance with this, Comrade X will also be posting his favorite songs and ballads to accompany the coming Revolution, to inspire and encourage in the dark days ahead when imbecilic bourgeois heads will be smashed with the Hammers of Justice and/or decapitated with the Sickles of Righteousness. Rise up!

The first in this series, the Ballad of the Oppressed Proletarian Barmaid (Nota Bene: those Revolutionaries born after 1980 may find this period piece hard to appreciate -- those born in previous decades will know exactly what I'm talkin' about, oh yeah!).