Home Truths

momus for someone living in a perfumed sex garden you sure do post a lot.

I think there's a terminal round the back of the second grotto, ethan.

Sexy, posting, whatever. 'It's very stimulating', in the words of Tracer's double.

This thread vs N.'s bras thread vs Lord of the Rings FITE.

Hey, guys, there's something good on the telly. Something very, very creative. It's sort of difficult, not for most. But I know you'll love it.

The first time I AIM'ed ethan, he mistook me for Momus.

Ethan, what the fuck.

Whats on the telly? They are talking about the budget on ITV! They are asking members of the public what they think!

I think he was being an insufferable cunt by talking irrefutable pabulum.

Or being slightly cruel. Rise, my son, rise.

I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news for you Momus: I think you are so wrong about the difference between Marc Bolan and Viv X from suburbia! Marc Bolan was the great baroque poet of the trivial, the fantasist of suburbia surely - like lots of the British psychedelic musicians. Marc Bolan wrote 'I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news for you baby - it's Christmas time again!' And if John Peel's doing the same thing, perhaps he's simply becoming sort of an 'artist' himself.

I have just returned from an evening making hard ghouse w/charvers & have thus missed all this which lokks somewhat interesting & i will read it in a little while etc. To answer momus' original question, yes home truths is bloody rubbish. My parents used to litsten to it, but seem to have given up ov late. From what I have heard ov it it did seem a little more interesting at first. Perhaps, like Eurotrash, it ran out of interesting weirdos, but kept going on & on nevertheless, despite having probably scraped through thee bottom ov thee barrel. As I become older & more & more embittered, life does sometimes seem somewhat "us & them". Being interested in, & attempting to create anything in an art-for-art's sake creative manner does seem to seperate one from the rest of, like humanity or something. It depresses me a little, partly b/c one wonders what do all these people that one sees actually do? What are they interested in? (etc) and partly b/c One envies this state where one is boring, but has money & "success". A little bit of an aside, which may or may not be relevant is that we do have friends who we like dearly who are into the normality lifestyle, and I do envy them. All of their things that they own actually work, eg a reasonably new motor-car which always works instead of a tatty old saab that needs a new driveshaft, a hopuse which is not falling to bits etc etc. However, two such folks, by which I mean thee male 1/2s ov het relationships, I haf found out via my delightful & charming wife's gossip w/their husbands, are intensely & phearfully jealous of ME. This is clearly insane. I am a complete fuxing crank. I sit & dick about w/modular synthesisers, making CD albums that sell <500 copies. My car is a wreck. I cycle 20 miles to work 2wice a week - clearly thee action ov a loony. I have long greying hair & a beard. I have no money. I have no money. I have no money. All ov this they are jealous ov. WHY for fuxake? I am a fucked up loser. They are "winners". I am baffled (& also v.tired & losing the plot) Apolofgies if thiz duplicates that already posted elsewhere. Answer to one of momus questions is that one has to ration one's headspace, and ignore the shit. Some of the "geniuses" are interesting, but most of them are rubbish. Most of the "breeders" are rubbish, but some of them are very interesting.
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Babylon 5 is a big pile of shit