This post via gapingvoid was too good to simply Tweet. I feel it deserves its proper space, a day or two to stew in our minds.
Can’t get enough of such lyrical uppercuts:
You go to your job, bust your ass, go home, change, go to some social thing, entertain the same questions, go home, watch bad television and do it all over again. Polite, proper, efficient. That’s life, right? Then you get old and maybe play some golf, then you die.
The only way to remember who you are is to refuse to let anyone or anything dictate what you want.