It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here?
What better time than now?
Lights out
Guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here?
What better time than now?
Lights out
Guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up


During the times of Caesar, Belgica started just north of Paris.


France has a land border with Brazil - in fact, it’s its longest border with any country. But I realize that non-contiguous countries pose quite a challenge for this type of layout.

If once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny.
That’s it! That’s it! Flaming globes of Sigmond! Flaming Globes of Sigmond! That’s my note! That’s what I thought was so funny… That’s not funny. There’s nothing funny about that.
Back, and to the left.
Back, and to the left.
Life is better down where it’s wetter.
At Google HQ:
Boss: “So… this Reddit integration you’ve been working on?”
Developer: “Yeah, I think the first milestone could be ready in about six months.”
Boss: “Sorry, that’s been decided, go-live is in 1.5 days.”
Few people realize that a) burn-out has a high probability of recidivism; b) it changes the body, too. You develop a plethora of new nerve endings that fire discomfort and pain and that take years to diminish once you’ve made it through the acute phase.
You totally, literally become crippled by the system, and some people set themselves up for it willingly, kamikaze-style, thereby raising the bar for all others as well.
See also: System justification
♫ I’m a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I can kill conversation as I walk into the room
I’m a three line whip, I’m the sort of thing they ban
I’m a walking disaster, I’m a demolition man ♫
“In communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, herdsman or critic.” - K.M.