Crash Site’s Opening Comments
Don’t say anything. This isn’t all about you. It’s about us. It’s about the complete destruction of ego, the lynching of criticism, and the rise of objectivity: a Colombian necktied cousin left drooling on the porch of the Compliance family. To cheat is fun, but refusal to admit the game even exists yields you a winner in your own mind, even if the rest of the world hates you.
Countless heads are severed as we attempt to legitimize our funny little existences. How many times have you bashed yourself bloody for sitting inside and working at this idiot box while outside the sun shines, the wind blows, the beer runs from golden taps, and the maidens/studs run triumphantly down partly polluted beaches? If you lie to yourself, you are hurting yourself: if you lie to millions, you are creating reality. Say it enough times and you become history. Twist, suffer, push down, turn, and legitimize. It’s the cash. It’s the ego. It’s a job well done.
The Crash Site is up. This is but a starting point; it will change with the weeks. It is a foci that will doubtlessly collect enough flies to make it a legitimate waste of time. To the reader we say “welcome”. To the parent we say, “if you have raised your child right there is no reason why s/he shouldn’t be here.” To the critic we say, “take a shallow breath and legitimize yourself.” We sure as hell tried.