Control Versial

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fuck those who became tutors due to their failure as artists. fuck them for sacrificing their dream to become the (b)moulders of future generations in the irony of their own image. fuck new age revolutions attempting to change the system by doing performance art and peaceful protests. Fuck Kant, Adorno, Burger, Nietzsche and self-proclaimed marxists for ruining ideology; fuck ideology. fuck fascists, capitalist pigs, murderers, annihilators of everything sacred, commodifying life transforming it into a pile of puke. Fuck 'shameless prerogative' titles and the mish-mash's of industrialized culture - mixing japanese anime styles with egyptian symbolism and americanized super heroes. Fuck Freud and his cocaine-induced sexual theories on everything. On that note, fuck the academics who sacrificed 'a theory of everything' over a theory of everything based on their own fetishistic, primordial, animalistic choices. Fuck misinterpretations of 'thus spoke zarathustra'. Fuck the nods, fake smiles - reassurances of listening - pretentious liars with an attention span of a gold fish. Always hearing, never listening. Fuck personal tastes, subjectiveness and the peak of (fake) individual expression. Fuck animal instincts disguised as culture. Fuck your personal tastes and choices of food, drink, excrement, vehicle, bling-blings, shoes and ties, branded and labelled oedipus', depressive, disoriented, unthoughtful suckers of satan's cock. Fuck your critique, oozing with jealousy and envy, based on the rational of absolutely nothing. Fuck science for becoming the new religion for a new world order with the affirmation of the stupified, uneducated masses. Fuck B.O and any elected president who takes the sit without being dragged to it against their will. Fuck his followers and their 'but-he-has-written-a-book' excuses. Disillusion yourselves, not everyone who writes a book and is articulate should become president - remember the author of "Mein Kampf". Shouldn't change mean NO president rather than ANOTHER president? Leaders, preachers, singers, actors, stars may you burn in hell for idealizing the most basic of human conditions. Fuck charities for taking advantage of the westerner's guilt of uncontrollable greed for more. Fuck anti-counter-terrorism crap, invading unprotected countries for oil and money. Fuck those who do not read between the lies. Fuck anti-war protestors, rich kids, self-proclaimed anarchists and communists, posting videos on youtube, signing petitions on forwarded e-mails and facebook that only themselves and their moronic friend list gets to read. Fuck advertisers, marketers, economists, accountants, managers, CEO's, executives, directors - if there is a hell, may you burn for an eternity in its deepest pits. Fuck multicultural ideologies, silently conforming every single tribe and nation under the white man's reign of endless production, consumption and the elimination of social structures over freedom for slavery. Fuck universities: lowest in the corporate chain, for sacrificing knowledge, expression and wisdom for virtual digits and the applause of the board of trustees. Fuck (s)Tate Britain and the rest of the bourgois, self-indulgent hypocrites, obliterating the most sacred of expressions. Moneymongering, self-righteous, translating all the symbols, signs and semiotics into one and the same: £.
Fuck narrow-minded preconceptions of yourself as open-minded. Fuck E&S, so-called feminists, supremacists never able to handle a single comment. Ponder whether a village woman carrying water from the well on her head is less feminist than you just because you hold a toilet paper with the brand 'BA, MA, PhD in whatever' printed in gold paint. Also wonder who out of the two of you can use their learned skills to live in nature more than a day.
Fuck environmentalists, global warming warners, fear-inducing, psycho-whores reaping the fool's money for sitting on your asses all day "protesting". Fuck the cops, drunk on power, serving the symbol of suppression (long live her), with their phallus sticks, violently applying the safety of the people by attacking and arresting them. Fuck democracy and the DNA, private data collection and barcode identities it needs to remain 'established'. Fuck elections and the illusion of choice.
Fuck Cyprus, the god-forsaken island, forever occupied due to the inability of its residents to just get along. Fuck it, for 'pulling down the statues of its heroes' for a new age where the invasion never took place and where history is rewritten to: "both sides did the same amount of evils". Fuck their "communist" government, pharisees driven in Mercede's and BMW's from villa to mansion. Their peoples betrayed for American dollars, British pounds and former Cypriot, now Turkish land. Fuck the Anan plan and agreeing to the atrocities of the same people who committed the Armenian genocide. Fuck the illusion of equality.
Fuck the Big Brother state, watching everything and everyone yet allowing stabbing, shooting and theft without anyone questioning whether the system is actually working, and if so, for whom if not for the security of the murdered, stabbed and stolen. Fuck the female voice in every underground station imitating the female voice of the overseer without anyone getting paranoid. Fuck the posters assuring us that more cameras mean more security.
Fuck your beliefs and whatever lies you tell yourself to go to sleep at night. Remember, the only thing you can be sure of is that you too, no matter what knowledge you accumulate, how much technology advances, how much money you earn, however respected you become in society, and whatever lies you repeat, you too, will die. Your records will be replaced by newer generations. Your statues will be brought down for the new heroes. Your art will become kitsch, washed-out, old and withered. Your articles will be forgotten, your statements too. Your spouse and children will also forget about you. Your name will be forgotten, like all your actions. Nothing will remain of you as you know and define yourself. The worms, whose characteristics you used to undermine others, will feast upon your carcass; or in the case you're cremated, your ashes will become food for trees. In any case, you are but a speck of dust, a nothingness with a misconceived notion of being the opposite. You are no star, no celebrity, no hero, and no-one has ever been one. For that is the myth - the great lie of society to keep it's biggest asset in line. You are the true oil and cogs in the machine. Without you, the robot, society has nothing. It cannot feed the rich, cannot wash and polish their cars. Without you, no one will serve their food, do the washing, the dishes, iron their clothes, give them more money. Without you, who will buy them bigger mansions, larger plasmas and surround systems which massage their crotch at the press of a button? Who will, if not you, entertain them and sustain them?
Who else, but you and I?