i'm sorry to say

[Axanderdeath]

On the street at the corner, and on top of a turned over mail box stands Charles. He is in his ripped up half a shirt. He thinks this is a cool shirt and I think it is a stupid and dumb shirt. But what ever. We are going to this thing tonight weather he looks like a dick or not. It is okay because I will most likely act like a dick-that being my nature.

“Charles how are things, man? I see that your dressed up nice.”

“What? Oh, the shirt. I love this shirt.”

“Isn’t that the shirt you got in the big ass fight in? There is still bloodstains all over it. That is kind of anti-social in a way don’t you think?” I hated talking down to him like that but it had to be done. Charles was a bit of a weird guy. His big fat lips and shaved misshapen head.

“Anti-social what do you mean. That is what I am all about. Dug, you know that. Fuck the system right. They fuck up not me.” Err, fucking dumb ass. It is so easy to say the reason you do anything bad is because the world is fucked up. Let’s see him try and change it. That is why we were going to this seminar for this charity group. You see the commercials on TV. The advertise that the seminars have free to-fo I understood them wanting to give that shit away.

It pissed me off the most because I was wearing a suit jacket and my best pair of jeans. I wanted to impress the good people. I wanted to get invited to their humus and red wine party afterwards, and I was worried that Charles was going to ruin it. We had decided to go to the thing eating McDonalds. We ran into a sweet looking girl in black rimmed glasses and wool knee socks out side. She screamed at us and told us about how they cut down the rain forest to have more room for cattle to graze .The main thing though was she was cute so I pretended, no, I cared about what she said, although I think we may owe these cows that we domesticated and made it impossible for them to live on their own. We owed them at least a decent place to graze. But I took a meeting brochure any way and Charles and I made the plans to go to it. Finally do something about what was wrong with the world instead of just bitching about it. It did not help that I had been reading some extremely left wing literatureof recent.

Any way we got to the seminar. People were smoking out side do to the level of methane indoors do to all the soy bean and other beans and rotten pale vegetable stomachs.

“How does it work I am sure you all want to know.” It was the girl from out side of McDonalds. “We need your money. I know, I know you’re saying ‘well I am a student. I can’t help, but I say fuck you…” The crowd was gasping. People were throwing there Rastafarian hats at the stage, the crowd was getting sweaty do to all of the wool socks. “We have to drop our standard of living. If you think you have it bad as a student. I suggest you go live in a hut in Africa and have your parents die when your 7 years old and to be brought up by your AIDS infected older brother. All the fucking education in the world is not going to anything to help that!” This was not what I expected. I had brought about 20 bucks in change and old pennies to throw in to a jar. I thought it was going to be more of a gesture thing. You know kind of like say I care but I got to live my life. This word empathy I guess I only had a rudimentary grasp of. This girl wanted us to give up our dreams so that the world could be equal to start and then we could start getting education again, but the crowd was not for it.

They all left, or most of them, me and Charles stood at the table eating humus and olives. Charles suggest that maybe we send this to Africa, he got some mean angry glares from smelly straggly haired guys with black rimmed galleasses that were wearing women’s shirts that said sexy. And their girl friend with hairy armpit and dirty hair. We got scared and left.

“Maybe at some other time.” I said to Charles. “When I have a bit more my self. I can hardly stay afloat my self right now. I think that girl was a bit of a fanatic.”

“She seemed a little bossy.” Strong or independent. That is what I saw when I first saw her. She was trying to make a difference.

“sure was.” I said with a chuckle. But she was right. She was right, but who the fuck is really willing to give up that much—not that many, that is for sure—not me, I am sorry to say. Not now at least.

[gypsyjoker]

They fuck up not me.” Err, fucking dumb ass. It is so easy to say the reason you do anything bad is because the world is fucked up. Let’s see him try and change it. That is why we were going to this seminar for this charity group.

I was hearing that old hippy standard in my head today. Teach your children well, your father's hell.

Nice stuff Geoff, I been getting turned off by reality lately, find myself interested in trash science fiction lately. What would it be like for a baby born today. I suppose I should say a baby born in the affluent West. Anywhere else a baby ain't got a chance of being around in twenty years. Not really a question just wondering. Liked this peice a lot. Dam I think you must have cleaned it up pretty good, only noticed one possible typo but it might be a Canadian word.

[Axanderdeath]

They fuck up not me.” Err, fucking dumb ass. It is so easy to say the reason you do anything bad is because the world is fucked up. Let’s see him try and change it. That is why we were going to this seminar for this charity group.

I was hearing that old hippy standard in my head today. Teach your children well, your father's hell.

Nice stuff Geoff, I been getting turned off by reality lately, find myself interested in trash science fiction lately. What would it be like for a baby born today. I suppose I should say a baby born in the affluent West. Anywhere else a baby ain't got a chance of being around in twenty years. Not really a question just wondering. Liked this peice a lot. Dam I think you must have cleaned it up pretty good, only noticed one possible typo but it might be a Canadian word.

just useing spell check, and reading over once--what word is it--whats the typo?--if you don't mind telling.--work--

[gypsyjoker]

have free to-fo I understood them wanting to give that shit away.

is that tofu protein putty?

No problem

Hey I did not mean to sound preachy The whole peice was great. Just that thing about the girl reminded me of a woman who wrote a book about guys who cruise feminist seminars to pick up babes.

good reading tanks

[gypsyjoker]

Geoff I said that almost completely backwards, I may be drunk. I liked the piece because it lets me see the last twenty some years through your eyes. What the world looks like to you. How fanatic will the young become this time. Is Paris Burning?

[Axanderdeath]

Geoff I said that almost completely backwards, I may be drunk. I liked the piece because it lets me see the last twenty some years through your eyes. What the world looks like to you. How fanatic will the young become this time. Is Paris Burning?

Yha--I don't even think the people in that were me--really I don't think that. Tell you the truth I don't know what to think...

[gypsyjoker]

Sick puppy the past couple days
Mucous mucky chest
Secondary benefits I need to stay hydrated
Bought a quart of beer (Coronas) drunk
When I read your stuff I think it all came out of thin air.

The people I meet in your stories are like the crowd of people I move through everyday. Actualy I am very seldom among people. I live pretty much a hermits existence, TV, Radio, Internet, Books and Music my only contact with the world outside my skin. I liked it. I liked reading it. I assumed nothing about the narrator or the people. Just Geoff pulling this stuff out of thin air. But I think sometimes about juxtopositions. when my head bumps agains the glass bubble that encloses my mind. The little bell jar I live in.

[Axanderdeath]

this is your future bitch!!