Life's becoming so fucking mundane. These days the height of worry seems to be about a bunch of processed numbers on a boring grey computer in some dank office in London. We weren't made for this shit surely? Is life just going to keep progressing in this banal fashion? As our lives around us become more and more dependent on the machines and more packaged and everything's delivered to our door and woman are spending thousands of pounds getting their vagina's cut up. No wonder more and more people are getting depressed.
This will sound stupid but does anyone else wish there would be a third world war? Not one of those shitty wars you read about on page 39 of the times. A real, all blows, finger hovering over the big red button war. One where the height of computer technology and particle physics comes together in a huge fuckfest for maximum destruction. One where everyday may be you last. Just a real fucking war to shock mankind into waking out of this benign coma and into doing something really important.