Destroying the Toilet: The New Gangsterism.
There seems to be a new way of living that has taken over the nation—and maybe the world: destroying the toilet.
Taking lots of drugs and having lots of sex and eating lots of food and “destroying it,” as it were. For a lot of people, I guess, the meaning of life is “destroying it.” Hitting it. Killing it. Success is measured in grams and ounces and kilos and vaginas and dicks—not as a part of a full and meaningful life; not as part of a fulfilling purpose-driven life; but as the passion and purpose of life. The purpose of your life may be destroying it; destroying vagina or dick or drugs. Or people. Or institutions. Or benevolent governments. Or good people. Or nations. Or populations. Or planet earth.
Like weighing your shit for good health. Or for your psyche; your pride and your joy.
Your entire modus operandi might be “destroying it.” Destroying the world—or your part of it. Like destroying the toilet. That may be actually what makes you happy.
So how does one appeal to those people who actually enjoy destroying it. How do you appeal to people who are happy destroying it. Eventually you will destroy the things that you destroy. Eventually there will be nothing left to pirate; nothing left to destroy or consume. And no island left to sail off to. America was that island. Or Europe. Or Hawaii. Or wherever. That eventually you will have nothing left to eat but that shit.
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