Showing posts with label misanthropy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label misanthropy. Show all posts

June 5, 2009

dream big

captured: 06.05.09
that picture on my shirt is actually a picture of me.
DREAM BIG MOTHER FUCKERS!

May 28, 2009

dgaf

captured: 2008 - sometime in san francisco, can't remember, too lazy to figure it out

April 16, 2009

kkk fashion

i do not know anyone, i repeat ANYONE, who is "cool" enough to pull this off. i like a lot of palillo's designs (especially ss09, i love every piece except this one). but i could not believe this. this jacket would have probably been fine in any other color than white. he's either ignorant or insensitive (or at least that's what i hope, rather than thinking that he is an outright hatemonger) & anyone who buys that hoodie is the same. personally, i try to avoid looking ignorant & insensitive, i strive for the opposite. maybe i just don't have a sense of humor or irony but the klu klux klan is not the height of fashion, in my opinion. the kkk just makes me sick to my stomach.
on a lighter note:

March 4, 2009

nancy grace = the devil


nancy grace is the most indignant, self-righteous bitch that i've ever seen on tv. she lacks any journalistic integrity, she puts words in people's mouth, she is insulting, presumptuous, fakes her emotions, is over the top & melodramatic...ugh! she makes my head feel like it's going to explode.



not sure if the end of this is real or if the animals are digitally added in but regardless it just proves that nancy grace is a huge drama queen BITCH. but i hope that the video is actually real.

October 9, 2008

the misanthrope

"Not so. I cannot bear so base a method which your fashionable people generally affect; there is nothing I detest so much as the contortions of these great time-and-lip servers, these affable dispensers of meaningless embraces, these obliging utterers of empty words, who view every one in civilities, and treat the man of worth and the fop alike. What good does it do if a man heaps endearments on you, vows that he is your friend, that he believes in you, is full of zeal for you, esteems and loves you, and lauds you to the skies, when he rushes to do the same to the first rapscallion he meets? No, no, no heart with the least self-respect cares for esteem so prostituted; he will hardly relish it, even when openly expressed, when he finds that he shares it with the whole universe. Preference must be based on esteem, and to esteem every one is to esteem no one. Since you abandon yourself to the vices of the times, zounds! you are not the man for me. I decline this over-complaisant kindness, which uses no discrimination. I like to be distinguished; and, to cut the matter short, the friend of all mankind is no friend of mine."
- moliere's the misanthrope 1666