Revolution!

by sock • 10 May 2007, 00:25 • Journals
Many people ask me, "sock, how do you start a revolution", and I always reply the same way, "You're a peon". I see it as the universal cycle, people ask me dumb shit, I call them on it. In all seriousness, revolution is serious. I mean really serious. Like cancer serious. Cancer of the balls serious. Is that serious enough? Because I can say serious a whole bunch more times if it isn't.

First, to have a revolution, you need a over zealous leader: check! Tosspot, as we all know and hate him, is a tyrant. We bend to his will, and his will invariably means we get screwed in the ass. Take the cpc for example. Ok, we got a lan, but where were the free snacks? Why wasn't there a coach to the lan? Why couldn't I just get on a bus from england and arrive? And to add insult to injury, there weren't even pc's at the lan, eye witness reports claim that there were only 3 goats and fusen at the supposed meeting place: no wonder the attendees enjoyed it, dinner and a show.

Next we need some charismatic individuals, to lead the charge of revolution. You have me, no more need be said. If you want charisma, I can google it faster than any man should be able. If you want charm, I can probably get it on ebay. If you want a revolution, I've got fast fingers and lots of built up rage courtesy of my blinding inferiority complex.

So, the sad fact is, if you want your very own revolution, you'd better become me, and that is, for most, far too high a price.
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kiitos 10 May 2007, 01:29
image: 853%20oprah%20winfrey%203
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:32
What the hell does a black woman have to do with any of this? Maybe if I were talking about nigger brown couches or armed vaginas, this would have been relevant. I think you're just confused as to what my journal was about, and have decided to display your confusion pictorially rather than through words. Like the monkey who expresses fear through jazz hands, you, the primitive swede, must express yourself through black women.
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kiitos 10 May 2007, 01:36
image: 061221_rosie
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:40
Now that's uncalled for.
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kiitos 10 May 2007, 01:45
well im out of ideas now, thx for listening
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:47
You can't leave now, after posting that disgrace to humanity.
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pe0p 10 May 2007, 01:37
U GOT ISSUES
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:40
Yes, I have a runny nose.
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pe0p 10 May 2007, 01:42
u're drunk and bored?
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:44
No but, ostensibly, aren't we all?
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aCoZz 10 May 2007, 01:38
It's not 5th november yet, so you can forget about your revolution!
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:39
I forgot that all revolutionaries are required to schedule their revolutions to the 5th.
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aCoZz 10 May 2007, 01:48
There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, TosspoT. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Crossfire.nu, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Crossfire.nu headquarters, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.
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sock 10 May 2007, 01:54
And then came the marauding band of rapists and thieves you call Admins. You looked up to them, respected them, would give your life for them; and what do they offer in return? Nothing but hate. They ridicule you with bannings and public nukings, they abuse their power and turn what should be a pleasant website into a festering pit of hate. They have stripped crossfire of what it was worth, tearing down the banners of freedom and democracy that it once stood for, replacing them with swastikas and images of totured kittens. Look into your soul and you will see the ruin in which we lie, our ravaged bodies riddled with the parasite of admin power; but look yet deeper and you will find hope, a deep pool of hope, from which we can flow a river of revolution, to wash over the horrors of the past and birth a new, improved, democratic crossfire! This is our destiny my friends, this is our Crossfire!
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dunno 10 May 2007, 01:57
that's why your nick is "sock" ?
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sock 10 May 2007, 02:03
My birth given name is sock, my parents were obsessed with a line of sock puppets that are no longer in production. It was a cruel hand that fate dealt me, but I feel as though I'm a stronger person because of it. The years of torment and ridicule are slowly falling behind me, I'll soon forget the day Tim Wornsworth shoved his soiled gym sock in my face, I'll soon forget the days following when I was referred to only as shitsock; but even when I forgot, the lessons I learned will be engraved on my heart forever: the name becomes me.
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dunno 10 May 2007, 02:07
what a great story
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Rhand 10 May 2007, 02:05
What movie?
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sock 10 May 2007, 02:14
G for Grudge.
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Rhand 10 May 2007, 02:24
u R the FunneY
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sock 10 May 2007, 02:26
Wait, it's R for Revenge!
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st4tic 10 May 2007, 06:56
v for vendetta
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aCoZz 10 May 2007, 02:44
Yup, same. The part where he indroduces to Ivy is awesome aswell. One of the quotes I always remember. :)

Harold, it's Bateman, Patrick Bateman. You're my lawyer so I think you should know: I've killed a lot of people. Some girls in the apartment uptown uh, some homeless people maybe 5 or 10 um an NYU girl I met in Central Park. I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop. I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man uh some old faggot with a dog last week. I killed another girl with a chainsaw, I had to, she almost got away and uh someone else there I can't remember maybe a model, but she's dead too. And Paul Allen. I killed Paul Allen with an axe in the face, his body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen. I don't want to leave anything out here. I guess I've killed maybe 20 people, maybe 40. I have tapes of a lot of it, uh some of the girls have seen the tapes. I even, um... I ate some of their brains, and I tried to cook a little. Tonight I, uh, I just had to kill a LOT of people. And I'm not sure I'm gonna get away with it this time. I guess I'll uh, I mean, ah, I guess I'm a pretty uh, I mean I guess I'm a pretty sick guy. So, if you get back tomorrow, meet me at Harry's Bar, so you know, keep your eyes open.

This one is pretty crazy aswell, from American Psycho !
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Sup3r 10 May 2007, 08:01
Yes ive seen that movie, that guy is just sick as hell!
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breezy 10 May 2007, 09:55
read the book! the movie is dog shit and u miss out on all the voilence (killing boy at the zoo :O)
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h20xyg3n 10 May 2007, 02:49
lol sock stop typing ¬_¬
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overdrive 10 May 2007, 02:59
CPC was teh worst ever. We demand democracy! Our voices should be heard! After all we donated 1€ to get crossfire to cpc!
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Nellie 10 May 2007, 03:19
You'd never get past arni.
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-Max- 10 May 2007, 03:44
Are you drunk?

I ask this because you said "you need a over zealous leader" instead of "you need an over zealous leader."

I'm a little drunk too and as part of the marauding band of rapists and thieves, I have a sincere urge to change your username to 'cock'. Nothing personal, just something that would make me chuckle.
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sock 10 May 2007, 09:36
Yeah I noticed that as I re-read it, guess I'd temporarily forgotten my grammar whore roots.

You have my express permission to do just that, as long as you promise to hold off the raping and thieving for a while.
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