Durch die Straßen fahrender Blutspendeaufruf, ein blechernes Megaphon, das die Stimme des Sprechers in den höheren Vokalen abbrechen lässt. Lockmittel aus den Betonhäusern. Große Kaffeehausketten, auf Kunstledersesseln gestrandete Fashionistas, blähend wie Wale in der Sonne, schlürfen maximalgelangweilt ihre Latte Macchiatos. … Weiterlesen
clusterfuck
Military term for an operation in which multiple things have gone wrong. Related to “SNAFU” (Situation Normal, All Fucked Up”) and “FUBAR” (Fucked Up Beyond All Repair).
In radio communication or polite conversation (i.e. with a very senior officer with whom you have no prior experience) the term “clusterfuck” will often be replaced by the NATO phonetic acronym “Charlie Foxtrot.”
By the time the artillery came in the enemy was already on top of us. It was a total clusterfuck.
Jacob sucks and why are there polar bears?
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I think I can say with total certainty that, as of this evening… as of the last three or four hours, actually… I can safely say that there is no such thing as a wasted life.
we’re done.
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The Clone Factory in Japan: Making action figures based on your own appearance. http://t.co/r7oVNBW via @circusriot # "Herta, hol doch mal das Koks! Es ist bald 15 Stunden Sonntag und nichts, aber auch wirklich gar nichts geht vorwärts!" # Foucault, … Weiterlesen
Ver|sach|lich|ung, die; Politik-Variante des im Sandkasten heulend gebrüllten: „ich will das nicht mehr hören, Ihr seid gemein.“ Wenn alle Argumente gegen einen Diskutanten sind, bildet die Forderung nach V. das letzte Mittel, denn sie enthält den indirekten Vorwurf, alle anderen hätten nicht etwa Recht, sondern seien lediglich unsachlich.
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Bis zu diesem Nachmittag der Völlerei in der Mensa habe ich nie wirklich begriffen, warum die alten Römer neben dem Speisesaal stehts ein kleines Kotz-Separee hatten, das sogenannte Vomitorium.
Danach schon.
Worüber schreiben Schriftsteller, die nicht schreiben können? Sie schreiben über das nicht-schreiben-Können. Es ist doch so einfach! Was halbwegs schizophren klingt, ist vielleicht die einzige Möglichkeit, sich münchhausenmäsig selbst aus dem Dreck zu ziehen. Und weiter im Text. Mich einreihend … Weiterlesen
By the way if anyone here is in advertising or marketing… kill yourself.
No, no, no it’s just a little thought. I’m just trying to plant seeds. Maybe one day, they’ll take root – I don’t know. You try, you do what you can. Kill yourself.
Seriously though, if you are, do.
Aaah, no really, there’s no rationalisation for what you do and you are Satan’s little helpers. Okay – kill yourself – seriously. You are the ruiner of all things good, seriously. No this is not a joke, you’re going, “there’s going to be a joke coming,” there’s no fucking joke coming. You are Satan’s spawn filling the world with bile and garbage. You are fucked and you are fucking us. Kill yourself. It’s the only way to save your fucking soul, kill yourself.
Planting seeds. I know all the marketing people are going, “he’s doing a joke…” there’s no joke here whatsoever. Suck a tail-pipe, fucking hang yourself, borrow a gun from a Yank friend – I don’t care how you do it. Rid the world of your evil fucking makinations. Machi… Whatever, you know what I mean.
I know what all the marketing people are thinking right now too, “Oh, you know what Bill’s doing, he’s going for that anti-marketing dollar. That’s a good market, he’s very smart.”
Oh man, I am not doing that. You fucking evil scumbags!
“Ooh, you know what Bill’s doing now, he’s going for the righteous indignation dollar. That’s a big dollar. A lot of people are feeling that indignation. We’ve done research – huge market. He’s doing a good thing.”
Godammit, I’m not doing that, you scum-bags! Quit putting a godamm dollar sign on every fucking thing on this planet!
“Ooh, the anger dollar. Huge. Huge in times of recession. Giant market, Bill’s very bright to do that.”
God, I’m just caught in a fucking web.
“Ooh the trapped dollar, big dollar, huge dollar. Good market – look at our research. We see that many people feel trapped. If we play to that and then separate them into the trapped dollar…”
How do you live like that? And I bet you sleep like fucking babies at night, don’t you?
“What didya do today honey?”
“Oh, we made ah, we made ah arsenic a childhood food now, goodnight.” [snores] “Yeah we just said you know is your baby really too loud? You know?” [snores] “Yeah, you know the mums will love it.” [snores]
Sleep like fucking children, don’t ya, this is your world isn’t it?