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This gas-station world, with all the flat horrible surfaces and squares. . . all the electric lights and desolate dirty cheap things. Cinder block buildings and cost-effective high security fencing. Huge noisy signs, and the orange haze, the world remade for cars. . . Advertising. Is this the best we could do? It quite honestly is not an appreciable improvement. We really cut back on death in childbirth, and the yellow fever. . . but in exchange you get plastic fake nails, cigarettes and car accidents. It's gross. Modernity is gross, evil and ugly. Wooden cutting boards are more hygienic than plastic ones. Car and plane and all combustive motor exhaust is like constantly breathing 20,000 year old fermented dinosaur farts hotboxed in a hell furnace. Plastic bottles of water absorb dioxins that make your tits grow tumours. You can't cheat. It's not any better than the bad old days in many ways.

There is a random compensatory reaction and subreaction for every "advancement." The melon-scented cleanser kills the cholera but it also kills your unborn fetus. The sodium benzoate in the endlessly fresh salad dressing combines with the Vitamin C of your carrot to form benzene in your gut. The anti-cancer sunblock runs off your face into the river and makes the male fish lay eggs.

And what of it, every cellphone has enough cadmium and lead and mercury to give you a fine thicking growth or cyst or cancerous mass and no one seems to care. People get "tragedy fatigue," they stop caring about the multifarous toxins and hazards of the world. They stop believing everything, lies, truth, everything.



This is really, really gross.