The thing about a highly addictive habit is that eventually even the wife and kids get in the way of your using.

There is no chill with drugs like opiates or war. They become your purpose for living until they absorb your very will to live.

And then you’re just waiting to die on your best days, wishing you were already dead on your worst

but enough about millennials

We still have to walk our way from the turn of the 20th century to the present.

wasn’t this the gilded age?

Yes, industrialization brought concentrations of capital which mimicked the centralization of national authority.

The common worker protested for his fair share, or at least a fair workday, only to be quickly

beaten back by private armies

national armies or often a mixture of both.

we were dicks to the world

No, this is here in

‘Murica

why?

Why was my friend living with a guy who kept a loaded gun in his house?

you’re really trying to wedge in her narrative

You’re really using your shoelace to tie off your arm?