Truly some scary -- I mean I've never been scared but now I'm starting to be, just thinking of how different things were -- well, scarily subversive anti-American art of the sort you sure don't fucking see anymore, at least not outside of the trans kiddo community -- I do see it there sometimes -- which i guess is where the edgy stuff is these days.
This is the opposite of the serial killer attitude of Trump, Babycuck, Bro. That's easy, that's been going on ever since Christopher Columbus was the original serial killer in North America, so it's no wonder so so many other whities followed in his footsteps, whether in all actuality or in Trumpcucked playalong imaginative self-esteem ways. That's what these white loafers are... descendants of what Columbus did and what Columbus is still doing.
This song tho -- man, this song is legitimately dangerous and it's exactly what the patriots didn't want, and the emotion was so intense and so real.
I don't think anybody would permit this song to be a hit these days. Always been a great song -- there's a Stabbing Westward song that uses the same riff that isn't as good -- but I've gotten more sonic frisson from it tonight than I ever have in the past. It's held up really well because it's now -- the premise of America hasn't changed, but this song has lost its brethren in a Dua Lipa world... in a Taylor Swift world, in a Drake and Justin Bieber world, it's way out of context, it's way more contrarian and original-sounding.
An unseen before picture of Paul from that Guardian photoshoot in 2011, which The Guardian published along with the article asking the readers to pose questions to Paul, on the occasion of The Undertaker screening.
That stare...
Here's the link of the article, posted on the 6th of October.