Friday, February 9, 2007

Did you order the Code Red?!

Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with laptops. Whose gonna do it?

You?

You, Disstraktor?

I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for thesplog, and you curse coldomaha.

You have that luxury.

You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That thesplog loss, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.

You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at poli sci parties, you want me on the internet, you need me on the internet.

We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline.

I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very free reading pleasure that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it.

I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way.

Otherwise, I suggest you start a new blog, and allow even more people to post.

Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

like I said, markinson's a ghost. there is no markinson.