I don’t know where to start. I spent the week before our trip to attend Edgeworth Johnstone’s art opening getting all my ducks in a row. The loudest, most stubborn quack was my addiction to Twitter news coverage of the massacre of Palestine, which I cancelled because the darkness was taking over, and I didn’t want to ruin our holiday. I will continue to avoid the face of madness at least until after I relate our travel experience which was sublime. One thing for certain. The act of consciously burying my head in the sand, keeping with a one track mind, has opened my eyes even wider to the absolute power of state propaganda. Turning off the empathy switch is easy-peasey. Once you can effectively block other people’s suffering, it’s clear sailing through life just attending to your own diarrhea cramps.
London for Stuckism
London for Stuckism
London for Stuckism
I don’t know where to start. I spent the week before our trip to attend Edgeworth Johnstone’s art opening getting all my ducks in a row. The loudest, most stubborn quack was my addiction to Twitter news coverage of the massacre of Palestine, which I cancelled because the darkness was taking over, and I didn’t want to ruin our holiday. I will continue to avoid the face of madness at least until after I relate our travel experience which was sublime. One thing for certain. The act of consciously burying my head in the sand, keeping with a one track mind, has opened my eyes even wider to the absolute power of state propaganda. Turning off the empathy switch is easy-peasey. Once you can effectively block other people’s suffering, it’s clear sailing through life just attending to your own diarrhea cramps.