Useless fucking thugs (Britomart)
So, I'm back in Auckland for a week or two. I needed to go into town on Saturday night, and since the traffic would be screwed because of Xmas in the park, I thought, fuck it, I'll use the train while I'm here (I use the trains and ferries regularly where I live).
Aside from the fact that your ticket only lasts for two fucking hours (so you can't buy a return ticket in a single transaction), and despite needing to play a lottery to get a payment type to work (each machine only seems to take one random type of payment, if at all); the train sounded like a good idea. It's embarrassing to see how broken things are with our transport system...
On the return out of town, Britomart was packed with gangster wannabes, all jostling to prove they had the lowest IQ and the smallest dick. As the 10.58 pm train rolled out, we were fascinated to see a riot break out on the platform. The security guards were standing there with their limp dicks in their hands, and the useless Maori wardens were too busy trying to hug the little fuckers.
Not a single arrest… I mean, what the fuck? What the fuck has happened to NZ? Fascist dictator for a PM. Rockstar economy with all the rich people getting richer. Nasty bloggers ruling elections. And bullshit like a 2 billion train system that will never work, with little animals roaming without consequence.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
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