But “the underbelly of suburban America”—one can go on and on about this. And it is definitely at the core of what I am considering in “that daily dynamic.” The weirdest thing to me is that so many people here in America seem to acknowledge the creepiness that can come with suburban life but openly pursue and perpetuate it nonetheless. Now I’m not talking about healthy neighborhoods. What I’m talking about is what happens when folks get enough money, get a family, get a house, get a car, etc., like “everyone else” and conclude that because of this success, what they think of the world must therefore be correct, no matter what it is.
The singing psycho's song from 3rd Headhunter DLC for Borderlands 2 (How Marcus saved the Mercenary Day) The song was written and performed by Raison Verner, who also voiced other bandits in Borderlands 2
We're letting a cartoon industry regulate the internet - the single most important infrastructure we have, which builds growth, jobs, civil liberties, and all future entrepreneurship. Why hasn't this been called out for its absurdity?
blood done been running down streets flood with beats
pepper spray over cracked concreteso vicious make a rich mans neck splitunderworld bout to wreck shit bet thisbanks closed stomachs churninglines and rows cops blastin out church windowsthey heard word of two on a terror listhid in the pews just two city terrace kidsone held a piece just for peace of mindthe other was spittin poems blowin mindson the picket linebarricades lay cross made with bumpers and burning tiresand you could smell the exhaust and you could hear the kids screaming don'tplay us, too closeyou can have the mic or the heater but you can't hold both
“I had a cigarette,” Case said, looking down at his white-knuckled fist. “I had a cigarette and a girl and a place to sleep. Do you hear me, you son of a bitch? You hear me?” Echoes moved through the hollow of the arcade, fading down corridors of consoles.
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream