Hey mister! a hollow call from behind him a boys voice weakly managing pubertystill
unbrokenstill feminine
Thats jaywalking
he walked on disregarded the crythe
fakeness disregarded the little twat
just another punk they were plentiful these days
who figured he might impress some of those among the little clan he was
attached gathered with at the bus stop
he didnt give a rats ass for the
kids keen observation it wasnt worth doublingback or
even looking over his shoulder acknowledging the bray
he had no thought to point out that when
he was a kid had he chipped an adult in the same manner hed be picking himself up
off the streethave his ass handed to him
No Fear
the apparel line had festered and promulgated a fearlessness
in kids they bought into it and acted
like their shit didnt stink apparently their parents couldnt smell it either
the last time he paid attentionand he would again if it was truly warranted
he
physically had to trouble himself not to throw the little cunts sixthgraders
fat little boys over a constructed embankment that fell twenty feet into a
restaurants bricked courtyard
instead he went to the police the
following day to inform them of the kids offensive language and manner
the police said they were looking
for him yesterday
Here I am
unfortunately for the little
idiots they recorded their foul antics on their smartphones and hadnt the good sense
to delete them video and
audio the little cocksuckers
hung themselves
learned he stayed himself
he let the little boy behind him
puff out his chest he admonished an adult
hed been jaywalking saving
himself time for wha four lifetimes of this magpie
he hoped the kid enjoyed whatever
it was that he got out of it
but he wasnt playing
if he played
well they werent but a hop skip and a jump away
from the embankment and bricked patio below
hed have dropped the ignoramus on
his head hopefully saving mankind from his insipid offspring
whats
the matter with kids today
the matter was their parents
neglected them and soothed the disconnect the disparition(close enough disparention) with thingswith technology a sixthgrader doesnt need a smartphone
their parents should simply have
named their children SEX given the rest
of humanity a heads up they had their
heads up their assesostriches their
heads buried in the sand
if they didnt know it their kids were going to be
trouble until one or the other died
the kids were without a clue
and then theyd
breed and their offspring would utterly be
at the mercy of the sterile interface of the technology that was at our throats
he was conscious
of itbeyond its thrall its interrupt and
neglect
he could see these sixthgraders later
having relationships with Japanese sex dolls
which might be the best he could hope
dispensing
sperm in a latexbody that couldnt reproduce
1552, Friday,
6 10. 17
1246, Saturday,
7 10. 17
The Who The Real Me
Bye Bye Birdie
Niia Made for You
https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2017/oct/05/smartphone-addiction-silicon-valley-dystopia
