Here’s a Picture of Nothing

I am FURIOUS! A protest/barely-contained-riot with genuine "1984" dystopian roaring, smashing of various things, and police everywhere, just rolled right past my apartment. I tried to get out there and take pictures, but it took me so long to find my damn phone that the cops had dispersed or pushed the crowd too far south for me to catch up. Robert Cappa didn't have to use the Find My Damn Phone app on his way off to splash around D-Day.

This future is bullshit. If I could go back and tell my 17-year-old self one thing, it would be that your high school teachers are even worse than you imagine, the future is a dumpster fire, "dumpster fire" is a thing we say in the future, nobody bothers counting anymore because we're all doomed, and helicopters never stop hovering overhead. Every damn day it's more News. Pardon my French, albeit English.

We Will Become Silhouettes (Remastered)