“What’s the difference, man? We’re all struggling together in the isocosmos... You know... against The Man. He’s trying to stomp down on our Will To Be. I’m just filtering out the infotoxins on my journey to cosmic one-ness. It’s all good...”
Actually, it’s not all that good.
Crimes Against Civility:
• Brown Bag Performances masquerading as Important Artistic Statements.
• Prognathous ponderings that sound oh-so-deep, but are nothing more than the Paranoid Plantings of Seeds of Infotoxins.
• The Tyranny of Theory Over Praxis and the Gloating of Gnostic Self-Certainty: Facile claims of knowledge without the benefit of experience.
• The Brusque Waving-Away of Any Criticism with thoughtless off-the-cuff quips like, “You sold out,” or “You’re just jealous.”
• Overextended Couch-Camping with the subsequent hollow gesture of making amends via Hideous Art Donations as feeble barter towards utilities.
The verdict of scammage is frowned upon in all cultures, dude.
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