such a terrible drag!

i'm a failing ,flailing human hopelessly addicted to tobacco. paradoxically i no longer want to give up smoking , what i want to do is to take up smoking . not so much to fill the little gaps between cigarettes with cigarettes (there wouldnt be time,anyway) or to smoke two cigarettes at once .it is more that i feel the desire to smoke a cigarette even when i'm smoking a cigarette. i'm not quite so inthrall to the weed as amis's creation, but i'd be lying if i told you that cigarettes dont punctuate my days and nights.

hence ladies and gentlemen the ban on smoking pisses me off!!! but then again there's a respite cuz we are stupid. since the introduction of the ban in public smoking in enclosed places two years ago( was it 2? i dun remember ,seems like stuff myths are made up off)i have been silently smirking at human hypocricy. in 2009 a short list of activities deemed officially more socially acceptable than smoking might include : playing black eyed peas "my humps" through the tiny speakers of mobile phone , or making michael jackson a sudden saint and mourning his death , eating a large lamb doner with extra chilli and garlic sauce ,open not wrapped , scientology or voting for reality shows spewened on the television.

i call this fag-ash dandyism , a variation on the theme of heroic and all consuming pointlessness found in the writing of oscar wilde - who penned in the picture of dorian gray" a cigarette is the oerfect type of perfect pleasure . it is exquisite ,and it leaves one unsatisfied . what more can one want?"adding to this i say it is a good substitue ofr ur thumb.rather a more socially acceptable habit in adulthood to suck on .(well not exaclty.. but we shall throw some light upon different acts of sucking in some other post, not in this "socially acceptable " one)


so why do i blabber about it , when a minion like me can barely bring about a change(leaving the old school thought behind , rather the obamaesque quote of change begins in you)cuz i work my ass off so that in the end of the day i can go to a shady restro have a nice cheap meal and can take a few puffs and feel a lil cool by reasserting the fact that inspite of selling my soul the entire day i'm still cool and stylish. oh no but thats a lil too muchj to ask for eh? cuz "big brother is watching you) i say why does big brother become a drag queen when it comes down to thos corporate pig heads who sit in the facy bars and eat caviear with their silver forks and smoke colossal cuban cigars . who take a bite out of their most exquisite salads and throw it away cauz its not socailly acceptable to eat a lot ?.
there are dumpsters simply brimming with leftovers and send backs, black sacks full of nummy slop, coconut pannacotta, truffle honey mozzarella california bouillabaisse and even if you mush the food together i'll bet it still tastes pretty good but then ,what of the down by luck table salt of the earth types, smelling like asparagus piss,no money no grub, little half healed cuts on their noses bridges (read ME!!!!!!)you'd think they might be allowed to lick a strand of marinated mutton fat from the inside of a bin bag ,but no beacause the nosh , even whne its been tossed out still represents the chef and they say a restaurants reputation is only equal to its clientele. so the really good restaurants have a cage , a big stel cage in the alley out the back to protect from scraps from these poor sods ,with their bellies cramping and their sunburnt eyelids and so i mean, it makes you feel terribly helpless really, forty slightly overdone scallops going to rot in a cage.
alright i think i'm really pissed off cant write anymore maybe i'll go and write a song about a lesbian seagull. groovy babey ,peace.