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in the future
Mar. 22nd, 2016 06:56 pmIn the future-and-therefore-also-past event of inventing a time machine, having first done my duty as a Hegelian Empiricist and murdered Hitler, I will then proceed in functionally-instantaneous progression to also kill the founder of Harley Davidson motors and the inventor of the car alarm. By then I will be quite an expert on time-travel-murder, so maintaining the extinction of their inevitable surrogates should not be difficult.
For on some days John Cage is enough to save me, but on other days I must spend thirty minutes on a Skytrain car that squeals loudly enough to suspect that it is causing irreversible hearing loss to everyone on board, and upon finally emerging to the pastoral white-noise of a merely urban city be immediately passed by a motorcyclist, only to detour off the main street and walk past not one but two constantly-honking cars -- and on those days I wish sincere, instantaneous death on all those who contribute their truly superfluous noise to the world, or worse still somehow contrive to profit off making others the vessels of said noise.
This is a real moral failing, for which I have no apology, and should anyone in the future be thinking about visiting upon me any sort of limited-but-cosmic power, I do hope they read this livejournal entry and reconsider their decision.
For on some days John Cage is enough to save me, but on other days I must spend thirty minutes on a Skytrain car that squeals loudly enough to suspect that it is causing irreversible hearing loss to everyone on board, and upon finally emerging to the pastoral white-noise of a merely urban city be immediately passed by a motorcyclist, only to detour off the main street and walk past not one but two constantly-honking cars -- and on those days I wish sincere, instantaneous death on all those who contribute their truly superfluous noise to the world, or worse still somehow contrive to profit off making others the vessels of said noise.
This is a real moral failing, for which I have no apology, and should anyone in the future be thinking about visiting upon me any sort of limited-but-cosmic power, I do hope they read this livejournal entry and reconsider their decision.
