
There should also be a holiday when we pay tribute to all the foreigners who had to die that America might control the trade routes/resources/international institutions.
a blog of bourgeois indulgence
When the market economy remains our one true religion, there's never a shortage of those who would destroy beauty with malice and replace it with shit for spite. (2006.11.24)
we walked up to the Daley machine captains, including one man who ate two slices of sausage pizza but didn't offer me any, and I asked them about the political shrines.
"Shrines?" said one. "You kidding? We don't got no shrines in this neighborhood."
How dare you pretend not to know! My back hurts, and I was hoping to buy a relic at the Shrine of Robert the Mute, and drink from his fountain, and so be healed.
"What?" asked the captain.
Robert the Mute. Robert Sorich [a top Daley aid and patronage boss, convicted in federal court last year].
"That's ignorant," said another Daley captain and friend of Sorich. "That's in poor taste. It's ignorant."