The Man

THE MAN by Iason Ouabache That’s one of the big things you notice when you get older. The Establishment looks just like you. The Man is a middle-aged fat man that looks vaguely like one of your uncles. Right now, the man has long hair. (Specifically, that weird look where he’s bald on top with a long pony tail in the back.) In twenty years, The Man will have tattoos all up and down His arms. That’s the strangest thing to learn: The Man is just a man. The world isn’t ruled by a powerful cabal of Illuminated Ones or alien Reptiloids. This planet is ruled by a bunch of dumb stinking apes. And The Machine isn’t even a machine. The Machine is us. We are The Machine. Every single one of us is a slightly off balanced cog in The Machine. There’s no way to get out of it. Eventually we will all end up ground down by the normal wear and tear of everyday use. And the worst part is that there is no way to destroy the Machine. It will just replicate itself with even more broken-down people. There is no escape, make your time. Marginalia: above the text two birds sit on a branch, illustrated in wood cut style. One says to the other “You cannot fathom the immensity of the fuck I do not give.”

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