Turgid pointlessness, hopeless suicidal incompetence, fat, ugly, cowardly worms, pathetic and worthless scum-sucking filthy fucking scum whores, dickless motherfucking skinny runts unable to fight out of a wet Echo, sad little tear stained eyes of their loss of childhood, their broken teeth we hope for, a chin strap murder dial for mass murder, and a rotting bunch of phoney 'men' in suits who wouldn't piss on you in you were on fire in the gutter - people. There's your 'Must see' nonsense.
Quoting: England 77838419 You need to work on that.....its like 2 steps from a hippie poem called "Howl" by one of our fags that was particularly dented. But he strung it together where if you were high and feeling sordid enough....
To wit:
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the ne gr o streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,"
Ie crazy, worthless and gay....but when you are high at night and trying to stop thinking about Lenore.....
(A nevermore joke, but he was one of ours too)
Oh! And this poem is the key....because if they were the "best minds" they would have survived....they were destroyed because they were the softheads who just imagined thier great intelligence like marxists now too....
