Praise the Elder Ones, it appears that I’m getting my most-desired simulacra. As reality dissolves around us, and signifiers are mutilated and manipulated, I’m sated to know that the Cultural Imperialist Rat-Swine will be serving my flavor of media-driven subjugation at the very least. No, seriously, I’m excited.
Oh shit! It’s been a hot minute since we dropped a podcast. Life! It happens. Since the last beleaguered, intoxicated collection of Omega Belligerence I’ve gone on a Bachelor Weekend with the Goons. Captured on the podcast! Seen Fury Road. Noted on the podcast! Gotten married, bought a house. Both on the podcast! But that’s not all. Us Four Usual Dickheads spit about a variety of topics. From True Detective, to the eternal debate in art of Form versus Content. From Bateman’s Mason Jar filled with his scabbed-off genital warts to Riff’s alcoholic slaying of Disney World. It’s all here.