This is a place for me to post some of the strange ideas, gripes, wishes, etc. that occur to me from time to time. It’s mostly here so that I can find this stuff again. Right now I probably have dozens of bits of stuff I’ve written, scattered across a score of old and current computers, and duplicated in many backup archives.
“Five monkeys trying to f*ck a football” is meant to be reminiscent of how I view what humans are doing to the world. We have this wonderful, strange object in our grasp, but haven’t the faintest idea what to do with it, so we descend to our basest instincts.
Face it, we’re really parasites on the planet, and the sooner we’re gone, something more sensible can evolve. Christ knows we’re not likely to evolve into something universally decent and save ourselves.