down n' out in the wax musuem....when american reality has strung you out you can always go there...a Cheers from the darkside although not that dark if you look at it right...it's like Burroughs in the Drugstore Cowboy where he's playing the priest in prison and he mentions how there was a thriving stable drug trade that operated just fine and then they passed the Harrison Narcotics Law so they could make it into the money game and then violence and the crime ensud....before Reagan tore up the social contract which allowed the bankers to come steal us deaf dumb and blliind and the corpporattiions to mainline homogenization into our veins colorful characters abounded with colorful places to hang out...now we live in the walmart of existence, a penny arcade of cheeseburgers with the sample beats of glen beck inducing a jingoistic rush papered over by the thin veneer of the obama brand....
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