alessioIRIDE

Very good. They should all be like this for me.

sanjurio writes: ALESSIO IRIDE WRITES "this is my opinion and it doesn't matter." I agree with alessioIride." I agree with sanjurio.

In my opinion, Poletti, you’re wrong to try to align your conclusions with objectivity. All your conclusions, no matter how great an expert you may be in cinema and music, are simply your conclusions. This desire to find a universal meaning to things, to not debate, to say I know and it is so, and if you are different, you are wrong, is not only incorrect but also dangerous. You know what a load of crap total homogenization is!?! Worse than fascism. The thing you say about technique, in my opinion, and I may be wrong, is nonsense. If the technically perfect film par excellence bores you and doesn’t move you, what’s the point? None. Art is made to distract and move you. To take you away, for a couple of hours, from the monotony of daily sadness, and if it weren't so, it would just be a board game. Then what’s the point in saying Frank Zappa sucks? You, who always have the word technique in your mouth, insult Frank Zappa (who I don’t like), but he had an abundance of superhuman technique. It’s a strange thing. Anyway, remember: everything is debatable and it’s always possible to do so. If someone tells you Spielberg sucks, that’s how it is. STOP. Your reality, where Spielberg is a sacred monster, is not the only one. Anyway, I didn’t mean to offend you. This is my opinion and it doesn’t matter.

Good job sanjurio… you’re too perceptive. You’ve understood everything about me and life. I’m not angry because when I turn off the computer I’ll return to real life, which isn’t the most satisfying, but at least it’s real. Deep down, we think the same way, but I, unlike you, can perceive the sense of the ridiculous and I avoid playing the part of the superman (D’Annunzio style). Say whatever you want: I don’t care. Maybe you’ll evolve further and change your mind. In any case, you’re lying: it’s not possible for you to say those things about how when we workers go home on the metro we’re all Italians, there are no foreigners or little communists, and then talk to me about Sartre and how he fills nothingness with meaning. You can say whatever you want, but I don’t believe you. You’re a fraud, you’re a person who has decided to play a role, that of the enlightened one who has understood everything. You do well, do whatever you like. Insult whoever you want (you’re free to do it and you’re right to do it), but you don’t shock me and you don’t deceive me.

from cocoon to butterfly... from ice cream to chocolate to steaming shit

even Pet Shop Boys...KILL YOURSELF

sanjuro...you're lucky that the asylums are closed. Soon you'll claim to be Napoleon. Now, jerk, can you explain how this great maturation of yours has turned you into this beautiful butterfly? This is your comment, oh my enlightened one: I love Black Flag, I'll make you a list of what I listen to... Butthole Surfers, Dinosaur Jr, Melvins, Jesus Lizard, Sonic Youth, Meat Puppets, Tad, Nirvana, Flipper, Fugazi, Wipers, Screaming Trees, Sweet 75, Smashing Pumpkins, Mudhoney, Chrome, Negativland, Sun City Girls, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Flying Luttenbachers, Os Mutantes, Throbbing Gristle, The Residents, Television, Slint, Vaselines, Hank Williams Sr, Devo, The Shaggs, Captain Beefheart, Suicide, Deftones, L7, Babes In Toyland, Le Tigre, Bikini Kill, 7 Year Bitch, 5.6.7.8's, Shonen Knife, Bratmobile, Girlschool, Sleater-Kinney, New York Dolls, Mc5, Stooges, Ramones, Dead Kennedys, Germs, Agnostic Front, U.K. Subs, Black Flag, Big Black, Rapeman, Shellac, Bad Brains, Nick Drake, Tom Waits, Leonard Cohen, Pet Shop Boys, Selecter, The Specials, Madness, Tre Allegri Ragazzi Morti, AC/DC, Black Sabbath, Blue Öyster Cult, Kiss, Rose Tattoo... and a thousand others that I've forgotten @_@
Sanjuro | 16/2/2006 | 16:14
Hüsker Dü: New Day Rising at Festwca... so: since there are all the bands you say you hate and we are just stupid people because we like those bands... what happens? Were you lying? I don't believe you, clown. Don't worry: you're neither sick nor a frigid Swede. You're just a frustrated jerk who needs to get laid. DROP DEAD.

Do you know what your problem is? It's that you can't look in the mirror. I don't exist, that might be true, actually it is, and do you exist? You're the one pretending to be unique. Everything you say always sounds like you're the only one thinking it because you're the best, the only one, the one and only, inimitable, sanjurio. You fill nonsense with nothingness (which is rather deplorable... the opposite is a great thing)... in your desire to be different and unique, you manage to drain any discussed topic of meaning (I already know that if you respond: fine, that’s my goal. It would really be a farce). I think about it, but you should think about it too.

you see, maryg, the problem is that when someone has a fucked-up existence and needs to build a strong personality online, they end up like sanjurio, who is nothing but a sort of scaruffi, only much more of a loser since no one even cares about him in the slightest. ah sanjù, I play music, you stay at home jerking off after arguing with punisher...that's why you can't hurt me...because you don't exist: there's a blue connection that is the caricature of a pseudo superhero from your imagination. have fun, enjoy your wank, and good night...anyway, you often contradict yourself. I thought an ironic comment like mine would only make someone enlightened like you laugh...oh well, the strange things in life.

I would say as long as the boat goes by Orietta Berti!