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Preston Howley III

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"Language is a virus from outer space." - William S. Burroughs, one of my very favorite authors. I'm actually reading 'My Education' right now. Great stuff. I do that. I read books, recirculate, read them anew.

And speaking of Matt Dillon, 'Drugstore Cowboy' is worth the watch for Burroughs' cameo alone. "Now...THIS, thissssss!" I'll be going back to a Burroughs avatar when I get bored again. Ten, nine, eight...

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Burroughs is a degenerate. Have you heard his spoken word stuff he did, before he passed? I got Kurt Cobain and Sonic Youth doing the background music (if interested).

But getting back to killing people... where was I? Oh, yes.

Let's face it- most people deserve to be beaten to death. For example, I go into the NJ motor vehicles office, and get sassed by the 400 lb black woman. I go out to my car, grab the aluminum baseball bat, and brain the bitch.

I get arrested, and spend the rest of my life getting *ssraped by one of her kids.

Doesn't sound like much of a bargain. Listen, I'm a reasonable guy; I like to weigh the cost of things. I'm a pragmatist and I look at things economically. There is a principle of economics called the "opportunity cost". Now, if I thought I could take a bat to the head of say, 100 people who had it coming before I got caught- and thus had to pay the price- then ok, I'd say it was worth it. It would be a good investment.

But so far, there is no guarantee, so no deal.

I don't like serial killers, or mass murderers. I have no respect for them. For the most part, they are sociopaths, who seek out the weak and vulnarable. I'm a "potential" killer with a conscience. See, I say you kill people who deserve it; People who have it coming.

And not a day goes by that I don't come across at least one *sshole who doesn't have it coming- indeed, they are begging for it.

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Here's a link-

http://imdb.com/title/tt0102511/

Always liked reading Hunter S. Thompson, until I actually saw him interviewed. And it only got worse in the last 20 years of his life. Some of his early essays were brilliant. He could've been the equal of Tom Wolf, but if you're going to use hard drugs every day and booze all at the same time, it will burn you up and kill you.In his case, reduced to hanging out with a jerkoff like Sean Penn and then blowing his own brains out. There's something profoundly sad about the way long-term heavy substance abuse ruins a mind.

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Here's a link-

http://imdb.com/title/tt0102511/

Always liked reading Hunter S. Thompson, until I actually saw him interviewed. And it only got worse in the last 20 years of his life. Some of his early essays were brilliant. He could've been the equal of Tom Wolf, but if you're going to use hard drugs every day and booze all at the same time, it will burn you up and kill you.In his case, reduced to hanging out with a jerkoff like Sean Penn and then blowing his own brains out. There's something profoundly sad about the way long-term heavy substance abuse ruins a mind.

Hunter was a great journalist, he really was. The guy had a masters degree from Louisville. The drug taking was too ostentatious for his own good. He claims he got a stroke from "the bends" while deep sea diving, but I think it was drug induced. In the end, he was a very angry man. His last few books were horrible.

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Watch Mulholland Drive. :)

I did. Mulholland Drive made way more sense that either of the other two. I don't know if anybody ever made a movie out of Finnegan's Wake. If they did it would require 20 different actors and no actor would be able to say two words in a row.

"riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend 1 of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to2 Howth Castle and Environs.3 Sir Tristram, violer d'amores, fr'over the short sea, had passen- 4 core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy5 isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor6 had topsawyer's rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse"7 to Laurens County's gorgios while they went doublin their mumper8 all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to9 tauftauf thuartpeatrick: not yet, though venissoon after, had a10 kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all's fair in11 vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe. Rot a12 peck of pa's malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory13 end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface.14 The fall (bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonner- 15 ronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthur-16 nuk!) of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled early in bed and later17 on life down through all christian minstrelsy. The great fall of the18 offwall entailed at such short notice the pftjschute of Finnegan,19 erse solid man, that the humptyhillhead of humself prumptly sends20 an unquiring one well to the west in quest of his tumptytumtoes:"

That's the start. I didn't jump in the middle or anything. I defy you to read the rest without at least 3 tabs of acid.

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It's all just pointless gibberish to me.

Hell, no. Burroughs is pointed gibberish. I'm sure you all know what happened to his wife. Well, if not, him and some friends were playing a drug induced game of William Tell, and he shot her dead by accident. It haunted him for the remainder of his natural life, and was always somehow in the periphery of his writing and general existence. It's why you always seem him with guns. He wore his guilt openly and suffered a great deal over it.

Now I don't condone drug fueled creativity, but sometimes it has to be taken in context of the person's life. And, it is amazing to note that you can literally FEEL the heroin when he spouts, that someone could even write at all under those conditions, that there are always threads of disjointed connectivity. Heh, an oxymoron.

"They tend to be suspicious, bristly, paranoid-type people with huge egos they push around like some elephantiasis victim with his distended testicles in a wheelbarrow terrified no doubt that some skulking ingrate of a clone student will sneak into his very brain and steal his genius work." Hehe.

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Hell, no. Burroughs is pointed gibberish. I'm sure you all know what happened to his wife. Well, if not, him and some friends were playing a drug induced game of William Tell, and he shot her dead by accident. It haunted him for the remainder of his natural life, and was always somehow in the periphery of his writing and general existence. It's why you always seem him with guns. He wore his guilt openly and suffered a great deal over it.

Now I don't condone drug fueled creativity, but sometimes it has to be taken in context of the person's life. And, it is amazing to note that you can literally FEEL the heroin when he spouts, that someone could even write at all under those conditions, that there are always threads of disjointed connectivity. Heh, an oxymoron.

"They tend to be suspicious, bristly, paranoid-type people with huge egos they push around like some elephantiasis victim with his distended testicles in a wheelbarrow terrified no doubt that some skulking ingrate of a clone student will sneak into his very brain and steal his genius work." Hehe.

I see where you are coming from. If it weren't for artsy druggies that thought like you I wouldn't have tried to read them in the first place. Personally, I think it's pretty much all crap. Additionally, I submit that anybody playing "William Tell" with his wife is a mental case before he actually shoots her.

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The last time I had the pleaure of "feeling heroin" it consisted of a homicide witness turning a shade of green not seen in the Crayola box, followed by something that looked like a seizure as he peed himself. This happened after a period of working through 27 hours without sleep, so I didn't immediately realize the junkie dance was underway until he fell out of the chair and the urine covered the floor unto which he collapsed.

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Now I don't condone drug fueled creativity, but sometimes it has to be taken in context of the person's life. And, it is amazing to note that you can literally FEEL the heroin when he spouts, that someone could even write at all under those conditions, that there are always threads of disjointed connectivity. Heh, an oxymoron.

Heroin is over-rated.

Nyquil; it's cheaper, and you can't arrested.

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Heroin is over-rated.

Nyquil; it's cheaper, and you can't arrested.

Drugs are overrated, period. Except for these painkillers I got after having painful Brain Salad Surgery a couple of years ago. They were the only thing that made the pain in my head remotely tolerable.

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Drugs are overrated, period. Except for these painkillers I got after having painful Brain Salad Surgery a couple of years ago. They were the only thing that made the pain in my head remotely tolerable.

Brain salad surgery? Am I the only person who is curious? Plz, do tell.

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