The Censor Uses the Black Crayon to Eradicate Sex

I was reading in the staff lounge yesterday post-lunch afternoon, one not-my-department colleague present, quiet, over there on his phone, when his same-department colleague, the loudest yappiest complainingest person in the building (yinz have all known, know, and will know a new one or dozen more in what remaining time we have left) commenced kvetching. Today's waah: the AI-created, AI-driven, supposedly mandatory AI training sessions that I've refused to do (with my boss' full awareness) and have garnered no grief

To be fair, both colleagues have elementary school-age children, and the focus of their yapping centered entirely, as it should, on their kids, so their bitching necessarily for their sanity's sake assumed the shitlord sociopaths using AI to help collapse world order so they can immiserate us for profit before eradicating us as rodents are not using AI to immiserate us for profit before eradicating us as rodents. Not enough people are freaking the fuck out, a key function of our shitlord sociopaths' constant relentless reprogramming of our heads. Believe it or not, I kept my mouth shut. Believe it or not, there's new Guided By Voices

Adrian mentioned his son's eighth birthday past Sunday, when his son is my age it will be 2084, the Earth will be here, what world? August 28, 2084 I will be 125. Nick Lowe turned 77 yesterday

Top notch delivery of the essential and necessary DUH
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I. HATE. MOTHERFUCKING. DEMOCRATS.
"At this point the Democratic gerontocracy can only be viewed for what it is: the modern day Spoils System. Any bullshit about radical change or providing the best effort for maximal effect falls in place of people who simply want to keep a job until they die at their desk"
I. HATE. MOTHERFUCKING. DEMOCRATS.
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"now resuming, a rolling/occasional thread of new(ish) jams & releases i'm enjoying"							☟

PREFERNTIAL TREATMENT

Claire Schwartz

The Censor uses the black crayon

to eradicate sex. On payday, he takes

his wife and son to Shake Shack. Whatever

you want, the Censor says to his wife

when she asks what she should have.

The Censor crosses provide for your family

off of the list he keeps tucked in his billfold. To track

the time, the Censor sings You Are My Sunshine twice

while his son brushes his teeth. The boy shows the glass

his shining mouthstones and growls. He is a bear. No,

he is a boy. In the boy’s drawings, the zebras

are purple and white. His mother hangs

them on the fridge. What beautiful horses,

the Censor says. His wife’s wit trembles, then ebbs.

The children’s nails are clogged with black wax.