I am the clown of your dreams...or maybe your nightmares. I am a political clown, a union clown, an independent clown, but never, EVER a party clown. My allegiance lies with myself and the people I have sworn to protect. I may smile occasionally, but only in celebration of bittersweet victories or as a mask to hide my moue of disgust. I am sickened by what is going on in my country, in your country...in our country. Every day we move closer and closer to the humankind represented by movies like Wall-E and Idiocracy.
If you do not know the name of your current state governor, then you may not belong here. If you believe that the salvation of the world likes in some floaty, beardy, all powerful dude up in the sky, then you may not belong here. If you believe that your church can solve the woes of your life and those of your community, then you may not belong here...but don't leave just yet. I, and those of my ilk, are here to educate and enlighten. Stick around, and you may just learn something.
If you believe that in helping your fellow man, you help humankind, then this is your place. If you believe that there is good in this world and it needs to be salvaged and nurtured, not only by others, but by you, then you can come here and chill. If you believe in truth, justice and the satirical way, then you may crash on my smelly, dog hair covered, syphilis ridden, mouldy Cheetos under the cushions couch and occasionally drink my OJ straight from the container. Just close the fridge all the way when you're done, and If you finish the jug, then please replace it before I get home from work. And work I do. I will stop by here as much as possible to put my two caustic cents into the proverbial jar. Please feel free to take a penny and/or leave a penny. But remember, this is my fucking house, and this house ain't no democracy. It's a clownocracy and I'm the swinging dick of this clown town. To be frank, I'm not entirely sure what that means, but if you get out of line or start any dumbass shit, or start acting like troll-ass clown-shoes, then your comments will get purged faster than you can say kung pao chicken.
The triumphant, and third rebirth of Caustic the Clown has begun.
Caustic the Clown
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