dear mr. brad pitt and the rest of hollywood trash,



for entertainment purposes only, i took a walk with a protest. I stood amongst them to feel them, their filth, to hear the voices, divinly - in different measures and forms and wages, some bigger than some, alot of the same. Beautiful colors, radiant dazzling delights to make even the academy awards desire. And there is a burning. A burning of chastized soul to serendipitous wonder. There they are capable of being, without hesitating- What they look like or How they will be perceived- (in all of their divine failures). i Pity your inabilities to see, warping slowly in machine -monotheistically. I praise and am praised by theirs, inclandestinely marching through the streets, down our own rivers and dreams. divided we stand - united we fall.



someone less confused than you

I heard Brad Pitt used to have a brain, but it appears

his white privilege has gotten the best of him.

..And he needs to stop jocking Latinos (the Mexican,

reports of his affinity for Latino culture), because

they don't need his surfer idiocy or support.

What are you talking about? Brad Pitt doesn't want anything to do with Mexican stuff. He wants to be Amish! He's been looking at some land in Berks County Pennsylvania, and he suddenly loves Shoo-Fly pie. If he shows up at our next barn raising, I'm going to give him a butt-kicking.