Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

As Simply As Possible

Image: Republican National Convention: Day One

I’m not. Just not. Were someone to pay me to, I would. But no one is, so I wont. (Please don’t pay me to.* It’s not that “you couldn’t pay me enough,” because you totally could; it wouldn’t even be that high a figure. But please don’t.)

Look up. Look there. Do you want that? I don’t. Not individually, and certainly not as a group. Not that. Not like this.

If you want, you can. Not me.

*I am the world’s first anti-freelancer. I call up editors and beg them not to hire me.

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