De retour au Japon.
En passant par Tokyo. Ses quartiers aux cuisses moites et aux cuites moches, perdu entre punks électriques et pseudo-hype ronflante, yakinikuya, cigarettes et kyabajo insistantes.
Tout ça, en attendant Godot.
MOSH OR DIE
Puis direction Hiroshima-Ken.
Plutôt que Toulouse, Mohammed Merah, Mélenchon ou Claude Guéant.
De commenter leurs conneries, l’actualité, la politique, l’économie.
FUCK IT. FUCK THEM.
And leave me alone.
Somewhere in the Seto Naikai…
« The state, or, to make matters more concrete, the government, consists of a gang of men exactly like you and me. They have, taking one with another, no special talent for the business of government; they have only a talent for getting and holding office. Their principal device to that end is to search out groups who pant and pine for something they can’t get, and to promise to give it to them. Nine times out of ten that promise is worth nothing. The tenth time it is made good by looting « A » to satisfy « B ». In other words, government is a broker in pillage, and every election is a sort of advanced auction on stolen goods. »
Henry Louis Mencken – Prejudices, First Series (1919).
Stay Ali – Loner