Outside Westminster Abbey
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Friday, November 03, 2006
I've been busy lately with a real live grown up's day job. I really can't complain about that. As daily jobs go, it's good. The problem is it cuts into the things I personally find important such as: writing silly little stories which I sometimes accost this blog with, just taking walks as I am a wanderer by nature and my soul finds nourishment in being lost, and working on my projects like developing a plan to bring down western civilisation be assassinating its celebrities as I believe the west would lose all guidance and focus if the red carpets of the world were darken by their viscera. A culling this way must come. The impact would be far greater on society at large than if a G8 summit disappear into radioactive vapour. Our economies would become paralytic and our towns choked with commemorative fountains. Discord and chaos would drive our citizens to reflection and they would wake as if from a dream and recognise a new order of things. And I as the architect would become the first celebrity of this new age and as a consequence would be sacrificed at the new mount Golgotha, the scorched Hollywood hill, which would begin a new tradition of killing any person who sought fame for their actions. Or not, but at least I wouldn’t have to read about which celebrity was the first to adopt a child from every ethnicity found on Disney’s “it’s a small world after all” ride. It’s a win-win project either way.
Posted by Jarred McGinnis at 3.11.06