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THE POMO TICKLER: A TASTEFULLY EVANESCENT BLACK COMEDY MICRO-ZINE

Steven Augustine

  —-FREE BUMPERSTICKER CONCEPTS FOR THE SUPER-CLUED-IN—-   ***”IT’S THE NEONICOTINOIDS, STUPID!” ***”I BRAKE FOR TRIGGER-HAPPY CENTURIONS” ***”MEN STARE AT MY BOOBS THE WAY I STARE AT BABIES: LIKE THEY THINK THEY’RE HARDWIRED TO DO IT!” ***”C02 = PLANT AIR, DIPSHIT” ***”WTF  R  U  ‘CONSERVING’ EXCEPT UR PRIVILEGE?” ***”ANTI-WAR, PRO-SEX, AMBIVALENT TOWARDS MONEY:  BRING BACK THE GENUINE LEFT” ***”CALL ME WHATEVER YOU LIKE WHILE I DO WHATEVER I PLEASE” ***”UNPLANNED BABY ON BOARD” ***”MY OTHER CAR IS IN A FANCY GARAGE FOR CAPITALIST MIRAGES” ***”THE BEARDED, VAGUELY-LEVANTINE, ANUS-FREE SKY GIANT IS WATCHING” ***”OK, KONSOOOMER!” ***”WHO TAUGHT YOU TO PRONOUNCE ‘VEGAN’ … Continue reading THE POMO TICKLER: A TASTEFULLY EVANESCENT BLACK COMEDY MICRO-ZINE

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i’m into buried information

Steven Augustine

  I’ve posted this before. I get the feeling that not many people have read it; I get the feeling that it somehow failed to go viral the first time it was published. Narratives are always being shaped and public opinion is aimed in certain directions to hit certain targets. Now, I wouldn’t be surprised to discover that Woody Allen is a total creep (where any of us late Boomers  ever got the notion that Allen is “progressive” escapes me; he made five or six great films… that is all I know), but the gap between “creep,” and the awful … Continue reading i’m into buried information

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ICKY DRIBLETS: A NANOGAZETTE (SPRING EDITION)

Steven Augustine

ICKY DRIBLETS— CAVEAT LECTOR: ONCE YOU READ IT YOU CAN’T UNTHINK IT “People like clowns but they hate artists.” Daughter, 11, at 16:40, June 24, 2017   A) CAUTIONARY TALE Tom went to school with me in ’77. He died in 2013. This is the last entry on his Facebook, from 2012; in it, we see that Tom has been caught,  “liking” someone calling her/his self “Kia” on a speed-dating site, by someone in his household: LESSON: be very, very careful how you shepherd your circumstances after the blush of youth has faded from the bulb, Comrades!  Very careful. Fucking … Continue reading ICKY DRIBLETS: A NANOGAZETTE (SPRING EDITION)

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OPEN LETTER to the SECRET COMMITTEE

Steven Augustine

  Dear Profoundly Above It All, Patronizingly Virtue-Signalling Gatekeepers:   We know you want us to think you mean well, and of course we supposedly rejoice that this Era of Social Engineering would appear to reverse the trend of a few centuries of  hiding Colored and/or Female and/or non-Cis faces in the barn, coal cellar, kitchen and woodpile. Random selections from famously oppressed Human categories (each individual often representing a part of the world that the NeoLiberal Project is interested in milking; eg, Haiti or mineral-rich African territories, et al) are hitting various jackpots in big ticket Literature, and the … Continue reading OPEN LETTER to the SECRET COMMITTEE