When my mind wanders it trips over the corpse of what used to be my shame.... (an old man's recollection of a friend)

• • Context:  My lifelong friend and the best wing-man who ever brought a sour fishhead to a Palm Beach wine tasting.  
  • It was the post-mullet mid-1980s...as all the ex-hippies in the room squealed with delight as the warmongering Nixonian bank-boy freaks screwed wads of crisp hundred dollar bills so deep in our formerly peace-loving rectal holes that some died of the shift.
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  • But not us, oh no, we decided we LIKED it.     You and I got paid while most just trembled and as the bankroll they never earned nor knew was the price the arrogance of their youth.  Oh yes, as our wallets swelled we paid mightily for daring to speak truth to power in the protests of the Vietnam era.
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  • How dare we attempt the taking back of even a tiny percentage of our land?  My God - that would result in a reduction by 1/2%...  of the 95% of everything that these wealthy swine believe is their right to "own" and thus control.
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  • Thus vast majority of mankind is thus stranded, paying rent to even exist on an entire planet now owned by faceless fractional owners from countries that tax wealth.
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  • Of course, we all just covered our eyes and pinched our nostrils and went to work for the monsters because they could afford us.  We changed...  their "rat race" of success turned our balls into slaves to the soulless machine-monsters called corporations and institutions or governance, charity or learning.
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  • It was madness.  We became breathing sub-human miserable machines that screamed "hate the poor"  instead of shouting for peace.  
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  • I remember and so do you...  And my former friends and accomplices in the crime of caring twitch and stop resisting while what little remaining man-juice in their prostates ran down their legs and then twitch and slither and steam visibly...   as it humped their last remaining shred of inner moral compass and personal integrity down the stinking barnacle covered pier labeled "Jim Crow's last stand".  

  
  

  
  

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    David Dripps Not until Saturday evening, if the odds makers are right.

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  Clark Humble Be there in 5 minutes

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  Mike Zimmerman AND they come in pairs!

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  John Hubertz Dripps - I have gone ahead and lifted the restraining order, and tied the three headed Dog Cerebus to the wheels of the rusting school bus that is our worldwide command center.

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  John Hubertz Thus, as I know your destination is not just here, but quite literally - through the wormhole YOU defined.... in an essay that was literally the bottom layer of the archaeology of the man that I was before Ford's rat race.... slowly..... steadily....... despite their distinct measure of compassion standing as a BEACON of hope in the cesspool of fractional ownership that the once-hard-work and callus wealthy grandchildren of the dead bastard who cursed his family - indeed damned them to hell..... by inventing the door lock.....

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  John Hubertz You.... I can smell your fear-sweat as you attempt to sneak up on our living breathing David Dripps Golum - a Deep Mind fake so complete, it even masturbates when the power is off...... Oh yes Dripps - had we not copied your distinct form of crazy, as Steven King would copy an innocent butterfly that kept inexorably tearing through wood, screen and yes glass..... Had we not paused from the uncanny valley of our monkey mind screaming KILL IT KILL IT THAT THING DRIPPS IS NOT AND SHALL NEVER BE HUMAN.....

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  John Hubertz Well anyway - don't come any closer - clown/monkey/boy.... or I shall loose the hounds of this final answer. Indeed, the answer was and shall be forevermore.... 42. The 42nd file....and the 43rd is where we keep the shitpaper....

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  John Hubertz Is your essay..... "Welcome, to heavy truck." No shit Dave, through all the madness, the homeless sackless cruise from the insanity of greed to the relative normalcy of prison and gutter.... the one thing I clutched too like a bleeding Icon torn from the breast of a living saint....

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  John Hubertz LOL

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  John Hubertz Come if you dare.... JH

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  Neal Nelson Oh shit!!!!

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  Todd Borgen Hey... Looking for your thoughts. The market has gone into insane parabolic mode here (most stocks). Very overbought on most indicators... Now look at AMZN... the leading consumer stock indicator... Something is very dis-attached. Remember that the consumer is 70% of the GDP, the economy... Either we're on the cusp of a meltdown, or something unknown is very wrong with AMZN. Make sense? Your view??

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    John Hubertz Todd Borgen - co-friend of the remembered tomorrow that dropped the steaming turd called "abnormal" into the dictionary of mankind, the one truly unique "human" being (actually "being human") David Dripps....

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    John Hubertz What is happening in the market at least here is that real estate is skyrocketing as central banks worldwide pay up to 5% NEGATIVE interest, and the banks poor worthless fiat currency into a bloated market. Fools follow their wallet erections into the bankruptcy that is selling the family farm.... and banks/fractional owners chuckle.... since they have known from time immemorial that fiat currency is literally, trash + ink.

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    John Hubertz I'm bucking the tide, selling for debt only and hoping this might give pause - but the anomaly here is so huge it must rise or burst the bubble - a point, a needle of "I can deal with it" in the weirdest most stimulus driven and risk averse society of walking dead overconsumers in world history.

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    John Hubertz So - I'm trying to remind david of his roots, for his clan prowls these woods looking for mushrooms, rotting apples and the newly dead of every species except of course, anything with yellow hair....

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    John Hubertz The women of Kirusute-Dah Drippullah (a near human pre-primate with nothing but a frontal cortex and the brain stem of an annelid worm.... Is the closest thing to a multi-celled bacterium currently extant.

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    John Hubertz I'm just hoping I can somehow deflect enough weird to reflect 1% of the memory of its birth...as at the moment of conception the breed hive mind collapses in, simultaneously shaving the female's head and putting so much rogaine on the pubic arch that the baby must fight through Like Luke Skywalker on that planet where his spaceship sunk from view... except it is a tangle of pre-female genetic mutant crotch hair so dense it seems to have plucked out all his hair follicles.

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    John Hubertz Ahh dripps - the memories so pure they can stink up the room from 100 miles away.