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It is clear to me that I must find my other half. But is it a he or a she? What does this person look like? Identical to me? Or somehow complementary? Does my other half have what I don’t? Did he get the looks, the luck, the love? Were we really separated forcibly or did he just run off with the good stuff? Or did I? Will this person embarrass me? And what about sex? Is that how we put ourselves back together again? Or can two people actually become one again

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… is this one of the beautifully troubled and upsettingly talented Patrick Wolf.

Though this one also comes a close second…

There aren’t any true anarchists anymore. This is what I thought about today. I often think about obscure concepts as I walk home. Sometimes it’s the optimum amount of time one should flash fry salmon. Other times it’s how to kill off a character, and why I should do so. On one occasion I was idly considering the concept of evil - is evil a force until itself, or is it merely the absence of good? If it is the latter, then does that make good meaningless, without its polar opposite? Wouldn’t that make good an absolute? A base? A universal? If so there would surely be no need for evil. And therefore wouldn’t Christianity really have it all wrong? Does an act of good therefore have any worth, or is it just arbitrary, garden variety - commonplace? Does something need an opposite, or am I too pigeonholed by society’s views of good and bad, right and wrong? - when suddenly I bellowed out “OLIVES!”, quite accidentally into the ear of a passing old lady [to explain this non sequitur, I had bought the ingredients for a tuna pasta bake, and completely forgotten what I’ve long perceived to be one of the essentials. Like Thales I have my head so pointed to the stars and clouds that I cast no glance to the ground that supports me.]

But today on my walk home I thought about anarchism. Anarchism, and how there just aren’t any true anarchists anymore. Not real ones. Just students who say they but are in fact are just people who don’t shave. I have always been anti society. I don’t like it. Again, it’s this human instinct to herd everyone together under the same set of values and principles. It’s a nice idea, but we don’t all share the same values and principles. You would have thought there were basic common tenets of the civilised mind, but recent events of the last few years have shown that - The War on Terra as Uncyclopedia so glibly describes it being a perfectly example. In fact, Uncyclopedia is another. At first glimpse you would have thought it an anarchic utopia, a place where anyone can add their own unique brand of irrelevant humour and insanity to the common pool, blissfully unrestrained by unnecessary rules or homogenised by arbitrary fashions and ruling tastes. But it isn’t. Even there there are little nerds growing fatter in their virtual nerd caves, deciding what fits with the spirit of their little kingdom and what doesn’t. Setting rules for how everyone should be just like them, should share their opinions and humour. And everyone must abide by these rules. Majority rules. That’s society. That’s why i don’t like it. Majority always prospers at the expense of the minority. It’s all so very human, and nothing has changed in hundreds of years.

Dammit, you can tell I’ve a manic patch approaching. All this was so clear on the walk home and now it slips from my mind like the promises of a New Labour manifesto. Will I vote in the next election? I’m really not sure. For the first time I think, what is the point? The party most closely aligned with my own beliefs now seems to have collapsed into complete disarray, whilst David Cameron looks like he has it in the bag, much like Tony Blair once did, years ago. But won’t it just all happen again in a few years? Full circle once more, just another toss up between an unthinking and demanding public, expecting the immediate and impossible from a fresh and idealistic government (only fresher than the last fresh and idealistic government), and feeling instantly disappointed and cheated because they weren’t given the moon on a stick the very next day; and the government becoming increasingly paternal by deciding what’s best for all without even asking a single person, or tossing hastily drafted and questionable little kiddie treats. “Bread and circuses” someone once called it. The idealistic and altruistic don’t last very long in politics. Politics is just another drama. In the 21st century, human life continued to imitate art - bad art - until its untimely and some say due demise.

It would be nice if there was a way out of society, but you’re stuck with it. “I didn’t ask to be born” the spoilt brat says, and fundamentally, you can’t ask to live by your own rules. In terms of practicalities - of food and health and safety - we are spoilt. It is a very comfortable and very accommodating prison. In bare comparison, anarchism gets a bad press like a lot of misunderstand things these days. We’re very lucky to have something there to be born into so we don’t have to think about what to do or where to go - a routine and a “place” we can just fit easily into without a second thought. So much in life is done for us, we’ve “never had it so good.” And you don’t even need to be talented to be recognised anymore. Anyone can be a celebrity now. Anyone can call themselves a musician or a writer or an artist. Some can even make money from it, as long as they try not to deviate from producing sensationalist, unoriginal or simply asinine junk to pollute the few remaining frontiers of air and earth. Society is like a 1980’s McDonald’s polystyrene carton.

I think that’s all I have to say. I don’t really remember what it was I wanted to say now, so I’m not sure if I’ve said it. Maybe my mind is just clearing a blockage, stabbing at the air in the direction of whatever it is that frustrates me. Maybe I just needed to think and get passionate about something after gazing endlessly into a computer screen at “work” all day. I am so fed up of this one size fits all 9 to 5 meaningless march.

… but I’ve just been having far too much fun on uncyclopedia recently.

Soon to be followed by New Year and wedding photos.