June 27, 2004

• That Said...

  "I see all this potential -- God damn it, an entire
  generation pumping gas and waiting tables;  they're slaves with white
  collars. Advertisements have them chasing cars and clothes, working
  jobs we hate so we can buy shit they don't need. We are the middle
  children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no great war, or
  great depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great
  depression is our lives. We've all been raised by television to believe
  that one day we'll all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars --
  but we won't. And we're learning slowly that fact. And we're very, very
  pissed off."

  "Look. The people you're after are the people you
  depend on. We cook your meals, we haul your trash, we connect your calls,
  we drive your ambulances. We guard you while you sleep. Do not fuck with us."

  "Tylers' Words coming out of my Mouth..."

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