You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus ~ Mark Twain

Monday, January 18, 2010

Who watches the watchers?


This city's afraid of me. I've seen it's true face. The streets are extended gutters, and the gutters are full of blood. And when the drains finally scab over, all of the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their their sex and murder will foam up around their waist, and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout,
"Save us!"
And I'll whisper,
"No".

Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell. All of those liberals and intellectuals, and smooth talkers, and all of a sudden no one can think of anything to say. Beneath me, this awful city. It screams like an abottoir full of retarded children. And the night reeks of fornication and bad consciences...

From my favorite character from any comic book-based movie ever.

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