We are consumers. We are byproducts of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty - these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.
Martha Stewart.
Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let... let's evolve. Let the chips fall where they may.
(Fight Club)
April 7 2006, 13:21:32 UTC 6 years ago