Nothing More Need Be Said -OR- Why can't I write like Drifty?

Driftglass- "On That Day
we drank grief.

We drank rage.

We took long pulls off that dark bottle marked Vengeance, and toasted with tears the memories of those who had been murdered by monsters.

But now, seven years later, some of us just stay drunk all the time.

Please, please, please read the rest.


If you are not digging Driftglass, you aren't breathing.

When this image was posted to a wider audience, some folks were shocked and upset.
Fuck `em. The truth fucking hurts.

Might be too much to ask that they read the words that went with the image. That would require admitting we've been had. They might get angry and upset. They might have to WAKE THE FUCK UP.

It's just easier to shit in the shit with the rest of the poo-flingers, buy another ribbon magnet and blame it all on the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies.