^%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%%%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%%%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%% ^ ^%%%%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%%%^ ^%%%%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%% %%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%%%^ ^%%%%% %%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%%%^ "talk about bad ascii--this is the worst" {+} fight this generation {+} (woo) issue two (hoo) "it's a brand new era-feels great/brand new era-but it came too late" -sm ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- introduction -+- it's only been two days since the release of issue one, and many will probably go by before the next issue is released. i think everything said here will still be relevent, so ah well. i've recieved two compliments on issue one, so i'm happy. yesterday i bought the new white zombie album. it's not because i like white zombie, it's because my parents don't. this is the first time i've ever stooped that low, but i felt it was kind of necessary. i feel like distancing myself from them. you'll hear more about this later in the zine. putting together this zine is fun to me. as long as i'm enjoying it this much, i think i'll continue for awhile. fuck everyone else. "the past is still the past--and tomorrow is just another crazy scam" -beck ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- contents -+- i don't know why the fuck i bother having a "contents" section. the headers for all the articles are pretty misleading, but oh well. i guess i put it in here to take up space. {!} issue two contents {!} one - "more human than human" two - "bitch and moan" three - "this is your life" four - "movie reviews but ends up in shambles." all of this bullshit was written by Easily Fooled aka your penis. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- more human than human -+- as i said earlier, yesterday i bought the white zombie album called "astro-creep: 2000 -- songs of love, destruction, and other synthetic delusions of the electric head". just typing out that title insults my intelligence, but that's not my point. i don't really even like white zombie, but i bought it anyway. i couldn't figure out why i picked it up off the store rack and put it into my basket along with an old breeders album and pavement single. after a bit of thought, i kind of realized that i had bought it to "distance" myself from my parents. that's a pretty crazy reason to buy an album, but i'm sure many before me have done it. look at it this way, my parents liked Nirvana when I was deeply into them (they're the first "real" band that i fell in love with), my parents can stand my Pavement records, and my dad actually was humming the tune "connection" by elastica the other day. if my parents actually treated me like a human (MORE HUMAN THAN HUMAN - oh sorry), i wouldn't mind this. here's a list of things i've been yelled at for this week: 1. not watering my mom's garden. she ALWAYS does it, but this week she forgot, so she blamed it on me. 2. not studying enough (i study damn two hours a day, remember this is the summer, but my dad wants me to study four). 3. for not having my license yet. (for the record--i am only 15 and not eligable for a driver's license yet. i *DO* have my permit, however. i think my mom just wanted to yell.) 4. for being on the phone with my cousin (he called me) as an employer tried to reach him with a job offer (he's 24, out of college, no work). goddamn them for not having god's gift to phones, call waiting. the list could go on and on, but i'm not here to bitch about my parents. i'm here to explain why i would try to distance myself with music. anyway, so you get the point that i'm fed up with my parents. if you want to become my best friend, listen to the same music i do. so i figured i'd try to get into something which i know they couldn't get into. sound crazy? try it. it works. too bad white zombie's music really bites. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- bitch and moan -+- flipping through the channels on my idiot's box, i came across something that just blew my mind. 'twas on CNN.. they were reporting that an elderly woman had sued mcdonalds for two million dollars because she spilt coffee on herself and it burned her. the big thing that came to mind was,"isn't that one of the risks of coffee? it'll burn you if you spill it on yourself?" anyway, i figured the lawsuit would be laughed out of court so i just chuckled to myself. a couple of weeks later i saw that she had won the case. mcdonalds appealed and the amount was lowered from 2 million to 600 thousand. mcdonalds was somewhat satisfied by that and rested. personally, i think it's crazy. "come on kids, let's go spill coffee on ourselves and sue mcdonalds!" jesus christ. in japan, lawsuits are considered "evil", people who are involved (those that file the lawsuit) are brought into shame. why isn't america like that? alright, so the mcdonalds lawsuit was an outrage. i thought perhaps it was a freak thing. then i found out that survivors of the oklahoma city bombing had hired johnny cocarain (i know the spelling is off) of the "oj dream team" to sue the company that produced the fertilizer used in the bomb blast. the fertilizer?!? why not just go after mcveigh? it's he who used the fertilizer in a different way than it was intended. for instance, say i was shot in the leg by a hunter. if i had the same mentality (sue whoever has the most money) i would sue the company that made the gun. the gun was made to shoot animals (at least i would hope so), not people (in actuality, a gun maker IS being sued for this exact thing). what's my point? how can we allow crazy lawsuits like this to burden our judges and prosecutors, who get paid from our pockets? prison inmates are allowed to sue anyone/anything at any time they want to. i've heard of prisoners sueing the state because they were given crunchy peanut butter instead of creamy. i've also heard that each year, the amount of money that inmates run-up by making these lawsuits is in the millions. it's no wonder the judicial system has allowed O.J. Simpson a trial that has lasted this long. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- this is your life... -+- here are some journal entries i did last year for my english teacher. (note: i recieved an A, and it was an honors class. so you can see how bad our schools are). the teacher told us what to write about, so note that i didn't voluntarily write about any of this stuff. blast-from-the-past-border================================================= ( 9/06/94 - fights ) 'when fights break out at school, i usually stick around to see two macho, testosterone pumped guys punch each other to accomplish a short break from school (up to ten days long, i believe). they are soft of fun to watch though... i enjoy seeing my peers kill each other. it means i won't have to.' ( 10/11/94 - angst poem ) (note: this is from my days when i was 'oh so angry' at the world. it's angst at its worst) [socially drained] it's the end of all i grasp it's the end of all i lack crystal clear and dark red the wound spills life; i get bored and go to bed fear now what is unknown for the unknow is the land to roam i don't fear anything because nothing can make me feel worse than i already do miserable, chained, ugly servant servant to society's separate god think like the majority or be killed as the minority creativity is something that died died along with an open-mind everybody plays as a puppet and those that don't... do not survive the discontent in their heads. ( 9/21/94 - rainy days) 'the hardest thing about high school so far would be getting through the day. high school is sort of like a disease. when i walk into the building, i catch the virus and my immune system battles it until i walk out of those doors at the end of the day (my theory is that the virus jumps off of me as i walk out and waits for my return the following day). school seems like a big prison to me. each year, out of seven periods, i usually only have about two that i actually learn anything in, and i could learn what i learn in those in about four months (30 minutes a day). something that really bugs me is the lack of bathroom time. my bladder is about to explode by lunch (the only time i have to go to the bathroom). it makes me really irritable (when i have a full bladder, that is).' blast-from-the-past-border=================================================== whew! i never realized how much that stuff sucked until i typed it out. well now you know something personal about me. i used to be an angst junkie. thankfully, i'm recovering now. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- movie reviews ends up in shambles (rambles) -+- in a time of bad movies, i must bring two to attention which make me shiver every time i watch them--"pump up the volume" and "heathers". both star christian slater as an angst-ridden teenager who is a bit fed up with all of the bullshit we're forced to endure. "heathers" is supposed to be a comedy, but for some reason i take it seriously. it's basically about killing off all the jock/popular kids at school because christian is fed up with their bullshit. it presents this in a pretty funny way. "heathers" is a must rent (though i'm sure you've already seen it--it's required material if you've ever wanted to be an angst junkie). "pump up the volume" is more of a realistic movie where christian slater plays the dj of his own little pirate radio station. he transmits it off of a radio that his dad bought him when they moved (his father thought he could contact his old friends with it). anyway, people actually listen to the radio station and one kid commits suicide while listening to it. the FCC track him down after the suicide. i can relate to "pump up the volume" because of an event in my life in which the FCC wanted me to go to the supreme court building of our state. they had gotten reports of my bulletin board service having massive amounts of profanity and/or being a source of dangerous information (ie. explosive making, pirating, etc). it's sad that the government would waste its time battling me when there are rapists, murderers, etc, roaming the streets. needless to say, they dropped the case because of lack of information. ah well. my parents still grounded the hell out of me. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- -+- the end -+- this is the end, my only friend, the end. anyway fuck that mojo risen bullshit. none of that is important because i'm still looking for writers. i know this issue was worse than the last, but hey - this one is bigger. we want quantity, not quality. wait, maybe i said that wrong. if you want to write for the zine, you can reach me at the following places: 1. on the i-net, e-mail : disgust@vnet.net 2. on irc look for peter pan (inspired by radiohead - don't ask) 3. or if you want to call a shitty LD board: motion suggests +919 % 934 % 0861+ (note: none of this bullshit was checked for mistakes. i like it that way. saves me some time) adios