dubba bubba

things have been moving slow lately.
something tells me the pawns aren't
shuffling in the ways they were
expected to. for shame.

12 days.
12 days, and no manifesto. no point to this activism. just some chump flapping his gums about faux rebellion, then gaining imaginary vengeance through garnering extra viewership.

anybody give a shit?

BOYCOTT it.
DO NOT watch it.

after all, phreakshow doesn't want you to.
your videos are all on the commercials after all [oddly enough produced by much]
and if you're really good... really, really good,
he'll put you on the blog. much is selling out your beloved icon of rebellion anyway!
they're using him to make money!
[they're using you while they're at it.]


so be like me, baby.
go off to some cabin in the woods, and don't STARE AT A SCREEN.
then get inebriated beyond belief, maybe you'll come up with a good idea.
maybe the good idea is NOT WATCHING. either way, you may learn something....

[...maybe even something about yourself]

AS MARSHALL MCLUHAN STATED;

"the medium is the message."

well, let's see... the medium was hacks, the message is to hack, and the guy doing it is a FUCKING HACK.

[and for those of you who've read, and know what i'm talking about, the phreak is one cool fucking cucumber - am i right? {i slay me}]

think for yourselves.
turn that camera around and do something useful.


speaking of not useful....

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hubba bubba
[money, money]
who do you love?


y'know kids, there are a lot of little jerks out there, and they tend to act as though they're important peoples. they tend to think that just because they put up a video that got a little linkage on a slow day that their shit don't stink... ooh la la. let's all make videos and record alternate audio tracks and synch them up so we can hide our voices.

the seevee don't need to hide his voices kiddies. for two reasons, really.

i] i'm not a little pussy afraid of some attention. you'll notice that i've given out my name... even my home address. cletus v. jenkins. 500 murray ross, toronto on.... hell, you can see most of my face, most of the time. i just wanted to look cool like the guy with the blue face [not the guy with the gas can on his head]

ii] secondarily, i'm an audio engineer by trade. i set up mics and work faders all friggin' day, dudes and dudettes... you've got to in my biz. that's how bands make bucks, and seevee has a band or two. when i get home, the last thing i want to do is stare down the barrell of another mic.

ignore the IMPERSONATORS, honey.

this one's for real.

there's only one kid that's been directly addressed in video-format.
there's only been one love-letter/marriage-proposal/"smackdown"

and it was to me.

i'm the chosen one bitches.

I am the conduit.

phreaky chose me.