Great Rewards

Great Rewards
Sometimes I wonder how sexually damaged I may have been by all the copyright crimes with my work - especially my music. You know, I really don't want to do without sex for the rest of my life. I just don't see the point of complaining about it. I should have been sexually rewarded if my music appealed to women enough to feature so prominently on so many broadcasting playlists. They handed this reward over to leering frauds instead. Sickening. I wrote some very popular poetry, too. Was I supposed to be rejected by women for this? In 2011, it seemed that the business offered me everything if I'd let their stars get away with their fraud, but, as you can see, they want to punish me for trying to do the right thing now. I know it's probably not your fault, whoever you readers might be, so I try not to bother you about it. I'm just saying, I think I've been very deeply injured, sexually injured, by the crimes committed on television and the radio with my music and comedy and poetry - oh, and also the crimes committed by illegal, unauthorized publishing of my cartoons in major magazines like MAD. In light of this, I hope you can excuse me if I come across a little weird sometimes.

Lately, I've been reviewing some documentaries about ancient legends and religions. Fun stuff. I've decided I'm a Gnostic Christian. We're the ones who focus on Christ's teachings and want to keep the spiritual riff-raff out of heaven. After all, how can heaven be heaven everyone's admitted? Indeed, my rooming house has profoundly taught me that 'hell is other people.' I'd prefer the company of angels, myself, especially if they are amorous.
  
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