Every Fucking Day ...

The Hulk, by Steranko.

... I wake up after about six hrs. of sleep & am so damned angry at this world of shit & pain & all the pieces of cretinous sub-human shit in it I can't get back to sleep & want to kill everyone & smash everything. What a stupid fucking world you sub-humans have created, where adolescent comic book aggression is the only possible reaction to the comic book bullshit & squealing rat activity of the times.

No point calling the mother-fucking police to serve & protect me when they are the very tools of oppression for the squealers & slumlords, is there? Goddam whores on the City Council won't make harassment/incompetence/negligence by slumlords criminal activities, so you have to find a lawyer who isn't related to or friends w/ slumlords, & then you have to go to civil court where you are screwed by a lawyer-turned-judge who's in complete agreement w/ pig greed & fucking the poor & powerless.

That's why I'm calling for the overthrow of all governments & the execution of all authorities. I believe advocating overthrow & death is a federal crime, informant fuckhead, so why don't you call the F.B.I. you junior fucking Nazi? That should give you a real big federal squealer boner shouldn't it!! Maybe they'll give you a little lapel pin or something. It's been almost a yr. since you called the heat twice in a month, costing me a wk. in psychiatric jail, & I'm still promising to kill every last humanoid in this rotted world! Didn't do much good to attack me when I'm not the cause of any of these things that make me so damn angry I want to kill, did it? Jerkwad idiot.

Are you losing your cowardly nerve? Are you sorry yet? You fucking will be. That's a threat too, because I've no legal recourse against a piece of shit who used the very system & its bullshit laws against me. If justice is to be done & I'm ever to get eight hrs. again, it's in my hands.