dull people who follow dull rules are disgusting.

Jack Tait woke up alone and stranded on the side of a long barren road somewhere in northern Ontario.  his clothes had disappeared but his one lonely ball was still alive.  hanging on by the sagging skin of his scrotum.  a once vibrant man was now slowly descending down a long and slippery slope.  a slippery slope that had made it’s way into Jack’s life about the age of forty but now seemed to be more real.  more prevalent.  the end was in sight and Jack still had so many things left to do.  left to accomplish.  he knew that he had wasted most of his early years following old dull white authoritarian figures who offered up nothing but rehashed rules and rehashed food.  the dull and blind leading the dull and blind.  boredom the norm.  khaki pants the clothing of choice and clean shaven sheep sticking their noses up the asses of old clean shaven men with khaki pants pulled up to their sagging tits and sagging neck.  dull old men who had not challenged themselves but somehow had put themselves on some sort of religious pedestal not realizing that the bible was an old dull book of fiction.  no different than the old dull stories of Shakespeare with dull language and pretentious accents.
Jack Tait had always known he was a different guy with a different brain and a different soul.  he also knew that that didn’t take much as most of the peasants of society had given up their brain the day they started kindergarten.  these poor kids had no choice as their parents were dull and their parents were dull.  taxes, politics, and real estate ruling the dull conversations at dull family get together’s that dull people looked forward to but smart people with their own minds and their own lives hated but, out of some sort of useless tradition, felt forced to go even at the expense of their heart.  their soul.
dullness the norm in a life filled with so much opportunity.  so much potential but following dumb rules by dumb people would lead these dummies to the same grave as their dumb ancestors.  “LET’S ALL GO TO CHURCH ETHYL.  YOU MUST GO TO CHURCH.  I HAVE SO MUCH FUN AT CHURCH AND I PITY THOSE WHO HAVE NOT FOUND GOD AS THEY MUST LEAD SUCH EMPTY LIVES.”
JESUS SAVES.  WHAT A HUNK OF COMEDY GOLD!!!
saves what?  he definitely hasn’t saved the many young boys and girls who have been raped and beaten.  the many young boys and girls who have been butchered by sick individuals who probably have slipped through the cracks of dull families and then dull schools and finally dull prison systems where dull guards with dull minds scream and yell the way donald drumpf screams and yells.  all bluster and no substance.  fucking pigs following fucking pigs while poor kids born into hell with very little opportunity for anything are left alone to live lives filled with scamming and stealing just to eat the food which a fucking orange faced fuck would throw into a garbage bin.
FUCK ALL OF THE USELESS PHONY POLITICIANS WHO OFFER UP EMPTY PROMISES OF HOPE TO GROUPS OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN SMOTHERED IN DESPAIR.  SMILING PHONY FACES OR ANGRY BLUSTERY THREATS ALL COMING FROM THE SAME MAGGOTS IN POWER AND YET THE PEASANTS OF OUR SOCIETY STILL FOLLOWING THESE DECAYING LIZARDS.
Jack Tait sat naked on the side of the barren road and wondered “why?”  he looked out across the flat dull landscape and pondered life.  he pondered life as an old irrelevant man with one sagging ball but at least he pondered life.  pondering no longer habitual to the average man.  average woman.  selfies and dog videos more habitual than thinking.
“with all of the knowledge and information available to the average citizen why would they choose mindless television like THE BACHELOR OR AMERICAN IDOL?  why would something as irrelevant to life as a flag be so important?  a flag that was made in a sweat shop in China by some poor eight year old with bad teeth and bad hygiene.  why do people fight so much?  why do we have so many wars?  and what do the wars accomplish?  why aren’t all the borders open and humans can choose where they want to be and when?  for all of those people who want  free market, why not make it a free world where the best person for the job can be from anywhere?  why is there so much shitty television?  so many shitty houses?  shitty musicians?  shitty clothes?  why do some people eat shitty foods and never exercise and then complain that they are fat and depressed?  why do so many people get married and then divorced and then marry again only to get divorced and then marry again???  why do so many people live extremely dull lives but substitute their dullness with big cars or trucks that temporarily takes these dull peasants out of their shitty lives and into a make believe of hope.  hope for what they do not know.  why, with all of the tools that are available to people, do people choose lives of misery and complacency?  eating at Boston Pizza and drinking dull piss such as Coors Light and eating well done steaks and wearing tired and dull make up???  why?  why?  why?”
Jack Tait then began to walk home.  he walked along an empty road without empty people with empty hearts and empty souls.  he walked and walked.  he didn’t care how long it took him to get home as long as he made it home alive.  his Dad left one Friday evening over forty years ago and never returned.  a young Jack Tait waited and waited but his hero never returned.  ever.
the day became night and Jack continued to walk.  “people are a distraction.  dull people who follow dull rules are disgusting.”