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June 01st, 2022 Los Angeles California Eleven Thirty AM Pacific Time
“Fish Balls: Mince or grind the fish and place in a bowl. Chop the ginger root and, using a garlic press, squeeze the juice over the fish.” -Lee To Chun, 1973
SO, Medium, where is my copy of Death of A Salesman? For the last couple of days I have been looking for it. It could be anywhere. I guess this is also called an Essay. There is Blog, Essay, Social Journalism. Entertainment. I am a Capitalist. And, I find, considering that I am regrettably Bohemian, I HAVE to be a Capitalist. In order to survive. Capitalism is kind of like being Machiavellian. The United States recently has gotten a bad rap. A bad rap for the violence. But after, spending a night in my temple, I find that the United States is as it is; you fight back. That is just the nature of this beast.
Gordon Gekko famously said, in cinematic folklore, that “if you want a friend, get a dog.” Money and friends, do not mix too well. Just like friends and women. It is all in the ego of man and men. Whose this is better than that? Or who wants the money more? More than friendship. After over two years of working with “Alexander Masters” I took it all the way to the Sandlot in Anaheim. I even threw Dune, 1965 in, Maria Shriver. The Polo Lounge. Etc. And while, WE ARE BEST FRIENDS. Myself, Maria Shriver and Alexander Masters: the money dont mix. Where is my ROI? In social equity? In professional development? I found that after two years, I found none. And while it was SUPER NICE OF ME. To pick Alexander Masters up, to POLITIC with his guardian mom, to drop Alexander Masters off, I am a CAPITALIST. And Machiavellian. Alexander Masters is out there making money. I guess, in his Autism Helmet and Leash. If you call that making money. But, if I buy you DUNE. 1965. To study. SHOW that you have learnt. Something. It is possible. I mean, Joe Biden learnt. Something last week. In Texas.
I fold.
The Average Joe, The Common Man, the Middle Class. A bunch of suckers. I think God has done the Average Joe a favor in taking out, that you know. HOPE. That, Mind’s Eye of HOPE. Of HUNGER and Ambition. To sit there and take it. Politics is a motherfucker. I got INFLUENCED into UberEats again. After two runs, I am like. “Oh yeah I remember the pay fucking sucks.” The only trade off, “flexibility.” Last night I was making my rounds, and I run into two other delivery drivers. It is a certain quality of employee attracted to this “flexibility”. I just do not think, in the History of the United States of America, with any respectable American Citizen, this sit back and take it is acceptable. Because it is not. The insurrection treason clock is running out on Joe Biden. Soon it will be The Joe Biden Show. And all the influence and policy of the criminal pervert predecessor on the Economy and Morale of the Country will have expired. Joe Biden is going to need a GOOD WHIP. A GOOD IRISH CATHOLIC WHIP…to have and to hold, to USE. If Grandpa Joe Biden wants to save the Candy Factory.
To end on a positive note, we are still best friends Alexander Masters and I. I just, do not like that. I fucking do not give a fuck about other fucking people. “FRIENDS”. I USED to have a dog, Buddy: He died.
Happy June 2022, Good Luck. -ingles LIPA xx
