Gus

The Progressive Science of Breeding Idiots for a Dumber Society (Wrong)
by Lex Marburger

anger all too apparent. severe violence brewing inside my mind. so much hate around me, can’t keep it inside. tearing at my skin. too many cigarettes. I didn’t mean to smack his head against the blacktop, he just got too close. gotta keep away from living things. ripping up social contacts, beating its way out. savage fury, needs to immolate self. can’t be contained. shouldn’t live in a 2+2=5 world. can’t let others live in it. gotta get people away from 9-5 day job life. killing each other every day, what’s one more? I didn’t mean it, I promise. his head just looked pretty there, red blossoming flowers with the white bone showing underneath. I had to get at his brain, directly. they’ve gotta know. they’ve gotta find out. I needed direct access to the mind, I had to change what was in there. now he’ll never be a nazi, or a wife beater, or a shit swilling consumer. he’s at peace with me and himself. I changed it. I changed it all. my name? my name’s Gus.