en Mexico City, Mexico
nsfw in the sculpture garden
this is gay culture
this reads like a lost shakespeare play
hurry up January so I can be here for real!
I think it’s finished!
did you guys know that the robot genre of science fiction sprung up as a critique of the way in which industrialization reduced workers to taking up monotonous, unskilled factory jobs in order to earn profit, jobs which in turn alienated them from their own humanity? did you know that the theory of the alienation of the self under capitalistic mode of production is a core principle of marxism? did you know that robot itself comes from a czech playwright who, for a science fiction play, coined the word as a derivative of the czech term robota, meaning forced labor? did you know that the robot genre is rooted in anti-capitalist sentiment?
You felt alive here–fearful and wild and beautiful.
APTOPIX Mexico Massacre Anniversary
A protester blows marijuana smoke in the face of a police officer during a march to mark the 1968 Tlatelolco plaza massacre in Mexico City
I have this dream that I am hitting my dad with a baseball bat,
and he is screaming and crying for help.
And maybe half way through it has more to do with with me killing him, than it ever did protecting myself.
I believe that, yeah dad, maybe noone is perfect,
but I believe that you are pushing your luck.
It just sucked it played out like this, a terrible movie,
you can tell none of the actors even give a fuck.
Anne of Green Gables (1985)



















