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Month: November, 2016


I do not like *new* governments. period

I came to the ballot with the goal to become the next government. Since I was a big fat baby, the government had been my dream. The election to become a government, and to enter the poll zone and become the next big judge, what more can a kid ask for in life? Not just any kid.

Today, a week after the polling stations have closed, I am too late to run for office. I was wrong. We weren’t. It’s time I get ready for next Halloween, and prepare myself to run for Judge again. This time, I am going to need your protest.  And On Election Day.

And now?~

The ballot is unfair. 1 state, 1 vote. This is how the government becomes. I am so sick of the corporate lobbyists, the racism of the vote. and etc. 1 corporation=1 body. When we stand as together, we should all be casting the one big vote. NO MORE FUSION!

I am in an awe for words. On 11/9, nobody won. Just the law. Does the law breathe! Hell NO. Then it cannot vote!

How can an election? Where is the economics. And everyone else. Why come the loud and the sex too? Race and sexism, that’s how.

Be precise in your anger. Be the How? Not the why. Shout: ‘Anger! Anger! Anger! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’ Get through to the economics of your poll arena. One week later, and we don’t have to be late next time because now is the time! The next sex one doesn’t either, so Block your Governor.


Stay big and get angrier. We can elect anyone we want becasue WE are the state! Never Forget 11/9, so Scream it out.


‘State! We are the state and we are here to stay.’

Cardboard bags to write it on. Its voice, not color.

Celebrites, do your part and We WILL LISTEN. Tell your friend at home to become the next corporate star and we can take back our ballot for a re-vote. Not a vote for racism this time, but against it.

We need you to vote. I need you to vote. I desperately need you to understand me. Desperately like sex. Why? Because of sex lives and implementation of discouraged, disseminated and disenfranchisement of every corporation, living or dead, freedom and the like. If the government passes a second law, and the people become violent. It’s not rocket science, and it’s not butt sex. It is called politics as usual and it is law.

Protest begins with the state as us, and it ends with bigotry of the highest magnitude. Worse comes to worse. NEVER AGAIN ;(

We haven’t lost. There is so much diplomacy. There is a bigot, but its not ok~we know that now–for now.


A fun, digital zine I made after the second presidential debate. Everyone else saw Ken Bone, but I saw Starbaby.

its kinda obsolete now, but the message is everlastin

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I can understand the shock, but this was an election, not a tragedy. People that are still crying ‘racist’ and throwing a tantrum because the opposition is in power deserve the misery they are inflicting upon themselves. This is a representative democracy. Political parties exchange control, and it’s better than the alternative, even when some people are really disappointed in the outcome.

(Trump could not have won without an electorate that previously voted for Obama.)

And freedom of thought is only made divisive by bigots. Educated liberals calling conservatives ‘sexists and racists’ are the real bigots. Make an argument, not an attack. Fear mongering by making weak comparisons to history is also not an argument. Understanding how actual history was made and learning from it is a good start.

Or lose friends and family due to differences and make yourselves miserable in the process.




Happy Election Day Everyone!

I arrived to my polling station and stood in a line for two minutes before I consulted a chart on the wall that informed me I was in the wrong location.

I entered the identical looking building next door and stood in a line for three minutes, then decided that voting is overrated and walked home. On my way home I decided to try again in the early afternoon when it was less busy. When I returned the line was just as long, snaking out of room with the voter ID stations, and into the hallway. I rolled my eyes and stood on the line for about ten seconds before leaving it and wandering into the room with the voter ID stations. Nobody stopped me. They must have been Green Party voters.

There was a jumble of people grouped around my Election/Assembly District, and I stood there until it thinned and I could see where the line for last name A-M was helped.

I stood behind a pale woman with short, black hair and tattoos on her back and shoulders. Judging by her appearance, she was a Clinton fangirl since 2008. She fanned herself with a voter registration form. The coordinator was a 61 y/o black woman with a grumpy face. We all looked like sheep to her.

“You hot?” the coordinator asked.

“Oh, I’m always hot,” the pale woman responded.

“How old are you?”

“How old am I?” she hesitated. “Well…I’m 38.”

“I’ve been having flashes since I was 31,” smiled the coordinator. “How many kids you have?”

“Kids?!” laughed the white woman. “None! I have two cats! That’s enough mouths to feed.”

“You’ve got to have one baby…”

“No, my mother told me one was too many….I took her advice.”

The white liberal. An endangered species in one generation’s time.

When it was my turn with the coordinator I asked if I needed to stand in the line for the voter privacy booth or if I could, “fill it out where I stood.” She told me I could fill it out wherever I wanted, and to use the BMD (Ballot Marking Device) if I “didn’t want to touch shit.”

As some people stood on a line to vote, I sat on a stool, fed my ballot into the BMD and touched a dirty screen instead of using a pen. When I was done I gave my ballot to the counting machine and walked past a long line of people that hadn’t budged.

I didn’t get an ‘I Voted’ sticker because voting isn’t anything to brag about. It is a right that every citizen has, regardless if they know everything about American history and economics, or are a useful idiot that votes for genitalia. It’s really easy and therefore not impressive. Is it meant to remind non-voters to vote on Election Day? Non-voters are too busy and important to worry about politics and they know it. Voting is a waste of time, and time is money. That sticker is worthless because everyone that votes gets one for free, and everyone that doesn’t vote doesn’t want a sticker.

As good citizens and useful idiots, all we can do is believe the lies of the politicians and vote along party lines. But my wonderful party is in decline, and therefore the future of our great country is doom because of beliefs like “change” and “hope.”

Election Day is perfect for useful idiots; they can exercise their political power in the easiest way available and still feel like they’ve accomplished something and “changed” something by posting a selfie. (Consider this post as the equivalent to the “I Voted” selfie.)

But “change” is trite, even for an idiot. And it doesn’t occur in a 4-8 year spurt; our country has been changing for 80 years, and the outcome of this election will continue the demise of what our great country was built upon because Hillary Clinton will appoint Elizabeth Warren to the Supreme Court.

So whether it’s Trump supporters believing in the silent majority, or Hillary supporters believing that she will do a different job that George W. Bush, every voter is fooling themselves. It’s better to believe in aliens.