Slave screams he spends his life learning conformity
Slave screams he claims he has his own identity
Slave screams he’s going to cause the system to fall
Slave screams but he’s glad to be chained to that wall
I just spent an absurd amount of time over at the latest pixelated internet stool smear created by Erick Erick Erickson Son of 3 Job Erickson (see here, here, and here ) and Josh Trevino who has personally left literally hundreds of abandoned blogs/websites/professional embarrassments on the Internets over the past ten years, but then he is a ginger and therefore has no shame or soul. I guess there is a purpose to this collection of ‘Horatio Alger gets a double-wide’ success stories, if only to make most everyone feel better about their lives or possibly to give the Koch brothers something to masturbate into $100 bills over.
Overall, I found their grim pride in their stories kind of depressing because as Paul Simon once put it, “It’s just imagination they lack”, which then put me in mind of the words of the great Bobby Dupea:
You keep on talking about the good life, Elton, ’cause it makes me puke.
Added, because it needed to be.