This Land is My Land
no really.
i claim it. it's mine because... i have a flag? do you have a flag?
no?
well no flag, no land. that is a rule that i just made up!
which is how Eddie Izzard describes colonization.
and seems not so different to the satanic ass-monkeys at Monsanto who have, not a joke, decided to try and patent pigs.
ha ha, you say. how can you patent a pig? you can't OWN the concept of pigs! you can't claim ownership of something beyond your power!
like land, huh?
tell it to the native americans. and while you're at the casino, get me a double whiskey.
what the hell is wrong with this world?
when companies own everything, what will they buy? they'll be so miserable! it's really shockingly short sighted.
they'll have to hire teams of scientists to create new things just so they can keep their patent departments employed.
i've created a plunger that doubles as a ladle and WE OWN IT!!! (cackle cackle cackle.)
this is all part of why i'm getting the hell out of dodge. there must be some other way of thinking about the world. owning shit is not the point. money does not equal happiness. mango shave-ice equals happiness, duh! and them's only a few bucks at Matsumoto's if you get it with ice cream on the bottom. or sweet beans. or both.
i've got a book idea. i think it's pretty decent but i need to sit with it for a week or so to see if i still like it then.
it would be called Unamerican Activities.
xz:
while i admire your ingenuity, i myself would for sure not use your plunger/ladle. well, maybe for plunging but certainly not for ladling, after that. even with all the work i've done to get my never-diagnosed yet still-raging OCD under control, eww. yuck-o.
but who am i to say, really, because i don't use pigs, either. so maybe i am just unamerican in that way. who knows. don't let me deter you from pursuing the patents that are obviously rightfully yours!