jan 25 in idea barrages

A hellish postapocalyptic future where we are ruled over by despotic mediocre pop stars. Where everybody’s working for the Weeknd, for example.

Morning radio is now the same two old white guys reading week old facebook memes with a younger white woman laughing at them, pumped in by satellite, instead of every little podunk having it’s own set of two old white guys and a younger white woman.

The Who’s always asking “Who are you?” they’re never asking “How are you?” and it leads me to believe that there is a rock band called The How out there and they’re a lot more considerate.

If you have a goth bar and your don’t have a discount program called Unhappy Hour why do you even own said bar?

The post modern utopia of the new NANCY comics are the hero we need, the post modern hellscape of the new HEATHCLIFF comics are the hero we deserve.

Name your fat cat Zero Kelvin so he can be an ABSOLUTE UNIT.

The charity fundraiser where you could win a date with a mime was a silent auction.

All stories are true. Whether they actually happened, however, is an entirely different but largely meaningless matter. Does the story do good in the world?