I apologize for not blogging. As usual, hijackers hijacked me. For real. It’s been so surreal and real at the same time I’ve lost the ability to distinguish that dividing line between reality and fiction. Some days I wonder if I’m real or fiction, boy or girl, human or humane. But, this is a good thing. We should all question the quality and quantitative value of our existence. I have no idea what that means, but Sharon-Needles-to-say ma has paid the ransom and I’m on my way back to the United States with Edward Snowden, who swears he was just kidding about stealing state secrets. All Snowden really knows is that Lady Gaga’s new album is light-years behind what Bjork did a decade ago, which is like so ridiculous I’ll need to buy new sunglasses. So, get ready people. I’ve packed my bags, gobbled up some hot buffet at the cafeteria and I’m headed for America from lock-down at the Sheremetyevo International Airport. In the meantime, don’t hold your breath, but dream of me and the anti-rule of lawlessness.
Love you (almost) always,
- Edward Snowden found – latest (telegraph.co.uk)
- Snowden wants Russia asylum, lawmaker says (sacbee.com)
- Edward Snowden Makes An Appearance At Moscow’s Airport, And Says He’s Received Asylum Offers From 5 Countries (businessinsider.com)