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"talk about bad ascii--this is the worst"
{+} fight this generation {+}
(woo) issue two (hoo)
"it's a brand new era-feels great/brand new era-but it came too late" -sm
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-+- introduction -+-
it's only been two days since the release of issue one, and many will
probably go by before the next issue is released. i think everything said
here will still be relevent, so ah well. i've recieved two compliments on
issue one, so i'm happy.
yesterday i bought the new white zombie album. it's not because
i like white zombie, it's because my parents don't. this is the first
time i've ever stooped that low, but i felt it was kind of necessary. i
feel like distancing myself from them. you'll hear more about this later
in the zine.
putting together this zine is fun to me. as long as i'm enjoying
it this much, i think i'll continue for awhile. fuck everyone else.
"the past is still the past--and tomorrow is just another crazy scam" -beck
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-+- contents -+-
i don't know why the fuck i bother having a "contents" section. the
headers for all the articles are pretty misleading, but oh well. i guess
i put it in here to take up space.
{!} issue two contents {!}
one - "more human than human"
two - "bitch and moan"
three - "this is your life"
four - "movie reviews but ends up in shambles."
all of this bullshit was written by Easily Fooled aka your penis.
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-+- more human than human -+-
as i said earlier, yesterday i bought the white zombie album called
"astro-creep: 2000 -- songs of love, destruction, and other synthetic
delusions of the electric head". just typing out that title insults my
intelligence, but that's not my point. i don't really even like white
zombie, but i bought it anyway.
i couldn't figure out why i picked it up off the store rack and
put it into my basket along with an old breeders album and pavement single.
after a bit of thought, i kind of realized that i had bought it to
"distance" myself from my parents. that's a pretty crazy reason to buy an
album, but i'm sure many before me have done it.
look at it this way, my parents liked Nirvana when I was deeply into
them (they're the first "real" band that i fell in love with), my parents
can stand my Pavement records, and my dad actually was humming the tune
"connection" by elastica the other day. if my parents actually treated me
like a human (MORE HUMAN THAN HUMAN - oh sorry), i wouldn't mind this.
here's a list of things i've been yelled at for this week:
1. not watering my mom's garden. she ALWAYS does it, but this week
she forgot, so she blamed it on me.
2. not studying enough (i study damn two hours a day, remember this
is the summer, but my dad wants me to study four).
3. for not having my license yet. (for the record--i am only 15
and not eligable for a driver's license yet. i *DO* have my
permit, however. i think my mom just wanted to yell.)
4. for being on the phone with my cousin (he called me) as an
employer tried to reach him with a job offer (he's 24, out of
college, no work). goddamn them for not having god's gift
to phones, call waiting.
the list could go on and on, but i'm not here to bitch about my
parents. i'm here to explain why i would try to distance myself with music.
anyway, so you get the point that i'm fed up with my parents. if you want
to become my best friend, listen to the same music i do. so i figured i'd
try to get into something which i know they couldn't get into.
sound crazy? try it. it works. too bad white zombie's music really
bites.
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-+- bitch and moan -+-
flipping through the channels on my idiot's box, i came across
something that just blew my mind. 'twas on CNN.. they were reporting
that an elderly woman had sued mcdonalds for two million dollars because
she spilt coffee on herself and it burned her. the big thing that came
to mind was,"isn't that one of the risks of coffee? it'll burn you if
you spill it on yourself?"
anyway, i figured the lawsuit would be laughed out of court so i
just chuckled to myself. a couple of weeks later i saw that she had won
the case. mcdonalds appealed and the amount was lowered from 2 million
to 600 thousand. mcdonalds was somewhat satisfied by that and rested.
personally, i think it's crazy. "come on kids, let's go spill coffee
on ourselves and sue mcdonalds!" jesus christ. in japan, lawsuits are
considered "evil", people who are involved (those that file the lawsuit)
are brought into shame. why isn't america like that?
alright, so the mcdonalds lawsuit was an outrage. i thought perhaps
it was a freak thing. then i found out that survivors of the oklahoma city
bombing had hired johnny cocarain (i know the spelling is off) of the "oj
dream team" to sue the company that produced the fertilizer used in the bomb
blast. the fertilizer?!? why not just go after mcveigh? it's he who
used the fertilizer in a different way than it was intended.
for instance, say i was shot in the leg by a hunter. if i had the
same mentality (sue whoever has the most money) i would sue the company
that made the gun. the gun was made to shoot animals (at least i would
hope so), not people (in actuality, a gun maker IS being sued for this
exact thing).
what's my point? how can we allow crazy lawsuits like this to burden
our judges and prosecutors, who get paid from our pockets? prison inmates
are allowed to sue anyone/anything at any time they want to. i've heard of
prisoners sueing the state because they were given crunchy peanut butter
instead of creamy. i've also heard that each year, the amount of money
that inmates run-up by making these lawsuits is in the millions.
it's no wonder the judicial system has allowed O.J. Simpson a trial
that has lasted this long.
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-+- this is your life... -+-
here are some journal entries i did last year for my english teacher.
(note: i recieved an A, and it was an honors class. so you can see how
bad our schools are). the teacher told us what to write about, so note
that i didn't voluntarily write about any of this stuff.
blast-from-the-past-border=================================================
( 9/06/94 - fights )
'when fights break out at school, i usually stick around to see two
macho, testosterone pumped guys punch each other to accomplish a short
break from school (up to ten days long, i believe). they are soft of
fun to watch though... i enjoy seeing my peers kill each other. it means
i won't have to.'
( 10/11/94 - angst poem )
(note: this is from my days when i was 'oh so angry' at the world.
it's angst at its worst)
[socially drained]
it's the end of all i grasp
it's the end of all i lack
crystal clear and dark red
the wound spills life; i get bored and go to bed
fear now what is unknown
for the unknow is the land to roam
i don't fear anything
because nothing can make me feel worse than i already do
miserable, chained, ugly servant
servant to society's separate god
think like the majority
or be killed as the minority
creativity is something that died
died along with an open-mind
everybody plays as a puppet
and those that don't...
do not survive the discontent in their heads.
( 9/21/94 - rainy days)
'the hardest thing about high school so far would be getting through
the day. high school is sort of like a disease. when i walk into the
building, i catch the virus and my immune system battles it until i walk out
of those doors at the end of the day (my theory is that the virus jumps off
of me as i walk out and waits for my return the following day).
school seems like a big prison to me. each year, out of seven
periods, i usually only have about two that i actually learn anything in, and
i could learn what i learn in those in about four months (30 minutes a day).
something that really bugs me is the lack of bathroom time. my bladder
is about to explode by lunch (the only time i have to go to the bathroom).
it makes me really irritable (when i have a full bladder, that is).'
blast-from-the-past-border===================================================
whew! i never realized how much that stuff sucked until i typed it
out. well now you know something personal about me. i used to be an angst
junkie. thankfully, i'm recovering now.
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-+- movie reviews ends up in shambles (rambles) -+-
in a time of bad movies, i must bring two to attention which make
me shiver every time i watch them--"pump up the volume" and "heathers".
both star christian slater as an angst-ridden teenager who is a bit fed
up with all of the bullshit we're forced to endure.
"heathers" is supposed to be a comedy, but for some reason i take
it seriously. it's basically about killing off all the jock/popular
kids at school because christian is fed up with their bullshit. it
presents this in a pretty funny way. "heathers" is a must rent (though
i'm sure you've already seen it--it's required material if you've ever
wanted to be an angst junkie).
"pump up the volume" is more of a realistic movie where christian
slater plays the dj of his own little pirate radio station. he transmits
it off of a radio that his dad bought him when they moved (his father
thought he could contact his old friends with it). anyway, people
actually listen to the radio station and one kid commits suicide while
listening to it. the FCC track him down after the suicide.
i can relate to "pump up the volume" because of an event in my
life in which the FCC wanted me to go to the supreme court building of
our state. they had gotten reports of my bulletin board service having
massive amounts of profanity and/or being a source of dangerous information
(ie. explosive making, pirating, etc).
it's sad that the government would waste its time battling me
when there are rapists, murderers, etc, roaming the streets. needless
to say, they dropped the case because of lack of information. ah well.
my parents still grounded the hell out of me.
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-+- the end -+-
this is the end, my only friend, the end. anyway fuck that mojo
risen bullshit. none of that is important because i'm still looking for
writers. i know this issue was worse than the last, but hey - this one
is bigger. we want quantity, not quality. wait, maybe i said that wrong.
if you want to write for the zine, you can reach me at the following
places:
1. on the i-net, e-mail : disgust@vnet.net
2. on irc look for peter pan (inspired by radiohead - don't ask)
3. or if you want to call a shitty LD board: motion suggests
+919 % 934 % 0861+
(note: none of this bullshit was checked for mistakes. i like it
that way. saves me some time)
adios