•✫•Happy Birthday, Miss Karl Lesbian Marx — 11th January 2023•✫•

Top Nine News of 11^th January 2023

1. God still loves White people
2. Communism is still Capitalism’s bitch
3. Rich still get away with Murder
4. Love is all but replaced by SelfLove
5. Babies are still pureEvil
6. Kicking babies for fun is still illegal [so draconian]
7. Drugs-&-Sex on Earth are still better than Makingout-&-Marrying on Mars [Screw Elon]
8. Humans are still whores
9. And it’s Miss Karl Marx, the alleged lesbian betch’s 22^nd birthday.

Hey, Miss Karl Marx

Six & a half years before you were born, O.J. Simpson slashed-stabbed-butchered his ex-wife, Nicole & her lover, Ron, on the crisp starry night of 12^th June 1994.    

Marcia Clark was the lead prosecutor in the O.J. Simpson trial — Trial of the Century. 

At 41, Marcia was already twice divorced — raising two kids & smoking fuck loads of cigarettes.  

When she got the case, even a dimwit knew that nothing but an absolute miracle will save O.J. Simpson, aka Juice, from the electric chair. The case was as cut-&-dry as the Holocaust. Oceans of incriminating evidence were piled up against Juice. But life fucks you the hardest when you least expect it to. 

Juice walked free on 3^rd October 1995, because when, in Live court, he wore the glove he had worn to murder Nicole & Ron, miraculously, didn’t fucking fit.

In the next few years, you’ll become a lawyer. Real lawyer, not like that phoney Meghan Markle from Suits. And you’ve it in you to be the best out there in the next two decades. And then you’ll get your big moment — your fifteen minutes of fame — your O.J. Simpson — a case you simply cannot lose even if you tried damn hard & were spectacularly incompetent. 

But you’ll lose. 

What you do after that defeat will define you. 

Marcia Clark resigned from the District Attorney’s office after she lost the Trial of the Century and never fought another trial. Instead, she wrote a damn book about the Simpson case ‘Without a Doubt’ and made millions. She went on to make many more millions by doing TV. She’s still alive & is a rich bitch. Marcia had a choice — she chose money & fame.

I don’t know what path you’ll take when you realize that no matter how hard you try, you can’t break the system, au contraire, the system will always find a way to break you — fuck your soul, resilience, life & drag you to the ground & still not stop.

Whether my O.J. Simpson/Marcia Clark metaphor will play out in exact or in other avatars in your life, you will nevertheless have your moment of truth. I’m not going to tell you what you gotta do in that moment of truth. You’ll know exactly what to do — the question that remains is will you have the Courage to do the right thing. Because, like speaking the Truth, doing the right thing is so goddamn difficult. 

We live in a world where almost zilch humans have true courage. It’s so awful that I don’t even know one human who even has the lowest form of courage: post unfiltered pictures in the obscenely phoney world of instagarbage. And why even talk about others — I myself fail at almost everything. And often don’t have the courage to do the right thing — I’m often selfish, stupid, arrogant, angry, seduced by comfort, & fail to deal with awkward situations with grace.

I met you in 2019. You were 18. It’s 2023 now. It’s like you are not even human. 

I’m so fucking happy that I met a beautiful nonhuman like you — even if you look like [& are] a genderless-gayloving-chunky-bald-vegan-communist-hippie-cunt ;) — I still love you.

Don’t ever be any of those millions of hypocrite girls-on-the-gram who yell “More Dogs, Less Humans” yet miss the irony-&-hypocrisy that they themselves are humans & the best way to have more dogs & less humans is to electrocute themselves & their own families on Christmas eve. Dark, right? What else did you expect when you made friends with a coldtruth-spewing miserable cunt like me :)

P.S. That day when we drank together for the first time in the park & you got high on two barelylarge Rums & danced to the most misogynistic songs in the middle of the road, outside the shops & inside a capitalist café, it made my hair, teeth, & soul chuckle. For those two hours, you were so unhinged that your mom & dad, had they witnessed your chutzpah, would’ve instantly abandoned you.

Stay drunk, Stay unsanskari, Stay alive till the moment it’s time to depart. 

•—I envy you that you’re still in college. I’d sell my kids & kidneys to be back in college for a darn semester :)

•—When you’ve a moment, listen to Famous Blue Coat [Leonard Cohen] & Breathe [Anna Nalick]

•—When you’ve a moment, read what keeps Clint Eastwood, 92, super fit & still making movies!

A few wicked thoughts:

•✫• Arranged marriage is exclusive prostitution•✫•

•✫•The trouble with being dead honest is everyone leaves you•✫•

•✫•Humans aren’t logical or no one would’ve wet their faces for the dead•✫•

•✫•You’ll find true purpose when you're done chasing borrowed dreams•✫•

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P.S. Happy Birthday, 45

•✫•We don’t talk anymore. But our Letters & Love will always be infinite•✫•