My favorite pastime was getting out of the house and burning shit up.
In the Middle Ages, some Europeans believed the country was full of witches, and in the 1990s, the country's black-metal scene made headlines for alleged ties to satanism, burning shit and even murder.
In the Middle Ages, some Europeans believed the country was full of witches, and in the 1990s, the country's black-metal scene made headlines for alleged ties to satanism, burning shit, and even murder.
Since about half of Russians live in poverty, pirated media is almost a matter of national security: thanks to all this nearly-free entertainment, the young masses are safely glued to their knock-off PCs and shitty 21-inch Akai TVs rather than running around somewhere burning shit down.
But it's really in the same shit-stirring realm as burning the American flag or sticking an anti-Occupy bumper sticker on your Jaguar.
There are parts of the video where Pharrell has a Ferrari burning out and shit and then it cuts to somebody at a skatepark.
Just as the door closed, I realized, "OH SHIT, the BAG!" Aside from burning the place down or attempting to break an entrance (none of which were an option, as I had neither matches nor a crowbar) the only thing left to do was to leave in shame, with the image of his expression when finding the "Thank you, I had a great time" note right next to the bag of shit, etched into my mind.
Just as the door closed, I realised, "OH SHIT, the BAG!" Aside from burning the place down or attempting to break an entrance (none of which were an option, as I had neither matches nor a crowbar) the only thing left to do was to leave in shame, with the image of his expression when finding the "Thank you, I had a great time" note right next to the bag of shit, etched into my mind.
I'm just over halfway through Kafka on the Shore and I have a burning question: what is this shit?
