Going the Distance

Predator Press

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One can only assume God, in His infinite wisdom, put me on this imperfect world in order to straighten some of this crap out.

And thusly bound in His sacred charge, I’m occasionally impelled to inform you of how things are going.

The current State of Affairs is, “This Sucks.”

Now I know “This Sucks” is the same State of Affairs as the last time and the time before that-

-you know what? Now that I look, they all say “This Sucks.”

No, wait. Here’s one from when I was in college:

“Fuck, This Sucks!”

Based on the steady decline of profanity in my notes, one can infer there has there has been some progress I suppose: “This Sucks” is clearly more subdued than “Fuck, This Sucks,” reflecting a small -yet undeniable- measure of suck reduction.

If you think about it, Humanity is already reaping the fruit of my hard sacrifices and labor. There is no need to thank me -my humility suggests I would likely be too embarrassed anyway. Moreover I have deliberately made your doubtless gratitude for my contributions nigh impossible to express: you cannot, for instance, send me precious metals, high end electronics or luxury cars -heck, until my preemptive Temporary Restraining Order is lifted, you can't even call.

So this is probably the last 'State of Affairs' update ... I have decided to cancel all future updates unless there is a change in the "This Sucks" status. Why?  Because they are expensive.  “This Sucks” appears to be the upper end of the spectrum for what even a gifted and impossibly handsome mortal man such as myself can accomplish, and I personally deem these reports redundant and needlessly depressing. The Earth sucks. There. I officially said it.

Worsening things, the economy intrinsically bound to Earth sucks, and the hope for getting off of this dump planet and finding another one to complain about is unlikely in the near future: such exploration is often dicey and extremely cost-prohibitive. Thusly forever imprisoned, we may find some solace in that the rest of the universe sucks too -but isn’t this dubious comfort merely a further symptom of the colossal galactic scale of improbable and staggering suckitude that permeates all things known and unknown?

The mind reels ... with this irrefutable proof that my presence has made the Earth suck slightly less, how can we quantify the mind-bogglingly vast amounts of suck probably out there where I am not? You would have to invent, like, a whole new math. And math sucks, don't forget -this only deepens our situation.

Everywhere else in the universe, clouds of hydrogen are collapsing upon themselves due the inescapable power of suck, igniting their cores to create mammoth fusion-powered suck machines that suck on each other to form globular clusters of suck that will one day explode their suckiness all over the rest of the infinitely vast and insatiable sucking void. We have that to look forward to. And that will really suck.

A famous smart guy once wrote something like “And with strange aeons, even sucking may suck.”

Man that guy was ahead of his time.

It was probably me. Or Einstein.