Loves me some Mark Morford

Ready to eat your face and scream
Zombies and vampires and evil viruses, and nary a divine awakening in sight

By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist
Wednesday, October 14, 2009

We are, apparently, right on the cusp.

I mean right now, as we speak, as you read these words, as we race through this awful-beautiful world with our coffee and our angst and our adorable artificial gods, we are, each and every one of us, just on the verge, the edge, the very tippy lip of complete and total madness, chaos, murder, anarchy and complete, raging insanity. And not in a good way.

Have you noticed? Have you fully acknowledged the trend, the relentless pattern running throughout time and culture?

The nasty little notion is everywhere. In every thriller or horror movie, in every panic over a new global pandemic, in every viral outbreak or alien invasion or conspiracy-theory novel, it's the same: we as a species are mere inches, millimeters, a hairsbreadth away from total meltdown, from pounding each other with clubs and stabbing pitchforks into myriad soft tissue and laughing maniacally, and then going back for more.

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I mean, we adore violence, mayhem, the id unleashed. We are eternally fascinated by our own decay and demise, enthralled by our most disturbing fantasies, everyone not so secretly wishing they really could turn into a zombie, vampire, werewolf or a hundred other misunderstood mutant monsters because, well, that's what we all like to think we are, right? Some noble, misunderstood beast? Hey, I get it.

What's more, fear is where the money is. Fear is where the power is. Who wants to hear a tale where everyone wakes up to their divine natures, where suddenly everyone in town starts channeling the Dalai Lama and no one steals anything or molests anyone or calls the president a commie socialist Nazi whilst humping their Bible and quoting their gun? Oh wait, that's backwards. Or not.

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/g/a/2009/10/14/notes101409.DTL&nl=fix

:rofl:


and later...
"wild amounts of bliss comes over for a booty call"

When I grow up, I want to be a writer like Mark.

...Oh wait... :P

It doesn't matter what he's writing about. I find it uplifting every single time.