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By MORNING JACKSON | December 9, 2012
Ass Orgy On The Road
Attention seeking mammals (i.e. homo sapiens), with each generation, we return to the roots, the bread and butter of me-isms and one of those classic staples: 'Look at me and kiss my ass because I am free like the wind!' ...finds an appropriate bravado amongst The Vanity License Plate. BRAVO!
Vanity license plates bring a sticky closeness to being social that Facebook could never think of touching.
What is even more interesting, mixed inside the jelly hotdog of these silly thought patterns, is that, if given the time (I recommend you don't), mapping the stranger dimensions of the human psyche with Vanity Plates will lead one into categories like; pimp, penis, pussy, end of the world, farting, sex and the list most likely would fill a Google server installation. A bibliography of strange silliness, the ridiculous, the hunt for the purposeless joy of the ridiculous taken into the realm of reality performance arts. Debauchery without the booze.
Like barbecue sauce mixed with pickles, we are offended, only we need more and seek it. No one will admit taking a bite out of it, instead, we want to roll in it naked, in a pit where we can be celebrated, purified, so we have the strength to pick up a rock and throw it with random exhilaration.
Black, drowning in the glitter of Bling Bling philosophies and we have to have them as much as the real stuff like Plato or Schopenhauer and in an unimaginable, perverse manner.
The rock classic, Paint It Black, by the Rolling Stones seems appropriate, if not strangely unconnected and hey the lyrics are cool...The excerpt below could be my own personal anthem to the hidden subculture of road whoredom.
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I wanna see your face, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
- Mick Jagger & Keith Richards
Vanity License Plate Debauchery
...purified, so we have the strength to pick up a rock and throw it with random exhilaration...
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