"All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on tv
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar"
["Hooker with a Penis", Tool]

Fuck bottled water. Fuck militant vegetarians and militant atheists. Fuck science, art, religion and politics. Fuck them all at once, there's little difference between them anyway.

Fuck people who go to the handicapped bathroom because it's five steps closer than the regular bathroom. Fuck people who park in the handicapped spot. Fuck you who feel pity when you see someone in a wheelchair. Fuck your useless emotions. And when you're done fucking that, fuck political correctness and anyone who turned their nose up at the word "handicapped" too. Fuck the modern emasculated male who has been cowed to the point where he is unable to pay a woman a compliment, and fuck the women who bitch they never get enough of them. Fuck the envious, the paranoid, and the quick-tempered whose inability to cope with the real world dictates the measure of self-expression others may enjoy.

Fuck pop-nostalgia and retro music. Fuck the nation's music station and play some goddamn music already. Fuck Tila Tequila. Fuck George Lucas. Fuck that painter guy from that film set, you know the one, for helping to propagate the myth that the studios are somehow hurting or that his salary is in any way related to ticket sales. Fuck the record labels. Fuck people who arrive late at the theatre and the vendors who kowtow to them by bringing in that stupid fucking cart when I'm waiting to watch the previews. Fuck diets.

Fuck the Bush administration and fuck them hard. Fuck Maclean's magazine and its descent into sensational fear-mongering. Fuck NBC harder. God bless Geraldo Rivera for telling it like it is and then fuck him hard for being a part of it too. Bless Playboy. Fuck Vogue unimaginably hard. They disgust me. Fuck Martha Stewart and god bless Henry Rollins, and wouldn't you love to see a leaked sex tape of Henry Rollins fucking Martha Stewart? Fuck Ann Coulter but be sure to bring a ball-gag. Fuck the Republican party. Fuck reality television and a culture that promotes voyeurism and violence. Fuck the UFC, my guilty pleasure. It's everything that's wrong with the world and about half of what's wrong with me. So fuck me too.

Fuck my bad memory. Bless the few I bothered to record. Fuck me twice for not taking photos or not keeping the ones I did. Bless those who readily provide them. Fuck regrets, especially the ones I can't express. Forty six and two.

Fuck the people at the bus stop that day. Fuck them hard. Fuck me, for one day I'll undoubtedly be one of them and do nothing just the same. Fuck him. I wished him dead. I heard he died. I don't feel the least bit guilty. Motorcycle met concrete wall I heard, but I don't really believe it. Fuck that other guy too. I never thought to wish him dead, but give me a minute. Ah, there. Fuck everyone who suggested he'd be black; he was white. Fuck me for not snapping his arm out of the socket, but it'd have gotten me a beating from his two hidden friends so discretion definitely prevailed that day. Fuck those kids at the graveyard. I hope they've been raped in a prison shower by now.

Fuck those who sit in judgment when they read something like this.

Bless those who can relate, but don't bother to write.