To stagger gee,

To stagger gee,

"She came across as a really bad loser, pouting and sulking after landing on her backside….She should of been gracious in defeat and been happy with silver. Lord knows the German girl pushed into fourth by the last vault and crying uncontrollably as a result would have been delighted with any medal….Just came across…

"She came across as a really bad loser, pouting and sulking after landing on her backside….She should of been gracious in defeat and been happy with silver. Lord knows the German girl pushed into fourth by the last vault and crying uncontrollably as a result would have been delighted with any medal….Just came across…

"Man, this article really read like some feminist crap. So fuck that, more bikinis and the objectification of women athletes please"

"Man, this article really read like some feminist crap. So fuck that, more bikinis and the objectification of women athletes please"

When children cry, they know what they are crying for; when adults cry, most of the time, they don't know what they are crying for or why they are even crying. Dear Vika and Aliya, and Ksenia, Nastia, and Maria— WE ONLY CRY BECAUSE WE ARE ORDERED AND DEVOTED PEOPLE. We are NOT like them smiling dolts, able to absent…

When children cry, they know what they are crying for; when adults cry, most of the time, they don't know what they are crying for or why they are even crying. Dear Vika and Aliya, and Ksenia, Nastia, and Maria— WE ONLY CRY BECAUSE WE ARE ORDERED AND DEVOTED PEOPLE. We are NOT like them smiling dolts, able to absent…

Gawddammit, you know nothing about Soviet/Russian culture, do you? SO WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THEY SAY DAVYDENKO STOLE THE GOLD FROM COMANECI IN 1980? (Still in your mother's fallopian tubings, still sucking up amniotics for the long haul, I reckon.) It's not about gawddamned plated metals— it never was about that— IT'S…

Gawddammit, you know nothing about Soviet/Russian culture, do you? SO WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THEY SAY DAVYDENKO STOLE THE GOLD FROM COMANECI IN 1980? (Still in your mother's fallopian tubings, still sucking up amniotics for the long haul, I reckon.) It's not about gawddamned plated metals— it never was about that— IT'S…

"I think we should have sex."… What a Fallen embarrassment. Like the little kissing cousins sitting by the pier, in happy and tense anticipation of all the material aspects of life flashing in front of them, as if two friends in childhood who will meet a generation later, their main feeling, stirred up by their…

"I think we should have sex."… What a Fallen embarrassment. Like the little kissing cousins sitting by the pier, in happy and tense anticipation of all the material aspects of life flashing in front of them, as if two friends in childhood who will meet a generation later, their main feeling, stirred up by their…

Silly lascivious America-borned actors. As if it was terribly important that a film actor if to be man was to brought up on Stanislavsky that he should ask those questions "Why? What for? What is the key to the image? Why am I touching that object? Why am I touching myself? What is the underlying idea?" Ha, what great…

Silly lascivious America-borned actors. As if it was terribly important that a film actor if to be man was to brought up on Stanislavsky that he should ask those questions "Why? What for? What is the key to the image? Why am I touching that object? Why am I touching myself? What is the underlying idea?" Ha, what great…

"Step Up Revolution"…Of course it's redundant. How I can recall an Olympic athlete declare that it was hard to remain a virgin because of the excess of energy. Why such quandaries? Because these types of revolution, or rather "revolution" are overt poses and nothing more. For when I am among these sects, I really…

"Step Up Revolution"…Of course it's redundant. How I can recall an Olympic athlete declare that it was hard to remain a virgin because of the excess of energy. Why such quandaries? Because these types of revolution, or rather "revolution" are overt poses and nothing more. For when I am among these sects, I really…

This world is a gawddamned sty, isn't it? 'Specially America, we are made to be pigs. And if you inhabit this place long enough, you are, inherently, pigs— a sort of Wodehousian anachronism. Just like a pig sty, a sink of iniquity where strange laxities prevailed. So much so that when He did die from this pig sty of a…

This world is a gawddamned sty, isn't it? 'Specially America, we are made to be pigs. And if you inhabit this place long enough, you are, inherently, pigs— a sort of Wodehousian anachronism. Just like a pig sty, a sink of iniquity where strange laxities prevailed. So much so that when He did die from this pig sty of a…

I'm so sick of this place. Honestly. By place, I mean this interweb space. I'm just sick of the people and their asinine stance and the preference over one thing over another. I'm sick that I have to stand on the terrace of the proverbial tall building and watching the people below, thinking "Are they aware of me for…

I'm so sick of this place. Honestly. By place, I mean this interweb space. I'm just sick of the people and their asinine stance and the preference over one thing over another. I'm sick that I have to stand on the terrace of the proverbial tall building and watching the people below, thinking "Are they aware of me for…