breed the natives OUT...

[weedguru_animal]

I come from a land where darkness rules. Where not only dogs eat dogs, but humans eat humans. Emotionally, spiritually, soulfully...And these same humans are raised up on a pedastal, for society to view as What To Aspire Towards. A dark place. And now, I am in a light place. Existing in a self imposed exile, from both every human I love, and the realm which shaped me. WHy??? I can only point to my hound son, Oscar. For my love for him is unconditional....For him, I would go to War. For him, i would remain 12000 miles away from every homosapien I value...

This country, this society, its fuckin lame. Its too full of idiots. An intellectual and spiritual wasteland, of spoon fed goons, brimming with misplaced pride. In what? Being Australian??? Well...what does it mean to be Australian??? To follow Mikey and Jebs on the radio?? To watch The Footy Show and laugh along with the puerile jokes which my 15 year old cousins would condemn as pitiful ignorance???

I not only see, but feel, the roots of these people...My ancestors came here, savaged the natives, firing cannons against spears...the British Method Of Conquest, was, as is always the case if available, anything but honourable. But they went further...they stole the fucking children, raped the women, tried, truly....to breed the natives OUT of the national bloodline. But it didn't work.

The next step, was to populate their newfound territory. Notice I have switched from my more common use of WE, of US, of MY PEOPLE, for their behaviour was more heinous, than I could ever stoop, unless, that is, the survival of my nearest and dearest was at stake...As I told a lad from work recently, in full aural attendance, of my BossPig...
"i would have no qualms in slaughtering a million humans in exchange for the life of Oscar, for he has more value to me, and always will have...than this figurative Million..."
That went no way to endearing me to my management. But it at least, showed them what I am made of!...but less ego, more analysis...the next step was to populate, to form a People on this barren, far away landmass. So what did THEY do??? Grab some of the finest folks from the homerealm??? NO. THEY moved here: prisoners, and guards to guard the prisoners. The sweetest cream of the crop.

Now...without any doubt some of the guards would be wholesome types, do-gooders of a decent sort, and also, of course, some of the prisoners, the convicts, would be guilty of little more than stealing an apple from a market stall. But I am talking now of very small percentages...(to be continued)

[wgToonces]

Awaiting epic conclusion.

[weedguru_animal]

I was mullered last night when I expelled such thoughts from my mind to the screen...but some of it has finesse, despite the drenching of vodka that is sharply apparent now, the day after the unexpected, and frankly, uncalled for binge...I will continue, when I am next feeling the need to scream with eloquence and prejudism!