You Are Not A Beautiful And Unique Snowflake.

Why Hello There!?


Welcome onlookers to the curious twisted world of my nightmare, My name is Calvin and I will be your host for the evening, please no outside drink or food, it'll make my consumeristic nature feel bad because you won't buy anything...

Enough with the trivial introductions. For my first posting I will simply be telling you voracious readers about myself.

First and foremost let me just say this: I'm not doing this to be cool or for profit in fact I'm just doing this for *gasp* fun.  In the immortal words Hank Moody. The internet was supposed to revolutionize use, it was supposed to bring us forward and educate us but all it's done is hold us back. All you see on the net is Howard Stern's sexual shows (not to mention the odd tendency to flaunt his dick in public) and 24/day access to kiddie porn. This blog will be political, sexual, funny, rude etcetera. I'm here to say the shit that's on all our minds but no one has the balls to say anything because we're all too wrapped up in the system that we are afraid to... well do anything. I'm nothing but a 21 year old Political Scientist who enjoy's Urban Philosophy. I'm the "nice guy" I have so much to offer a woman but yet have never had a relationship last more than a few months. Think with your heads ladies not your Vagina. I tend to get stuck in the friend zone.

Is that because I have a few extra pounds? Is that because I'm smart, intelligent and witty? The answer to all the above is no. The true answer is Attachment to desire ladies and gentlemen The media has us all so wrapped up in our tiny useless lives working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't fucking need. (at least not in the hunter/gatherer sense of the word) We all want that toned sexy guy/girl but the reality is we'll never attain that. As Tyler Durden once said: "You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake, you are the same decomposing matter as everything else.  We're slowly learning that fact and well I for one am very... very angry about it.

A final thought for the evening: The things you own end up owning you...

Stay Tuned.