Tissue Box ep. 1

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• published: 29 Jun 2012
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Remember to download our free Slam-Bang comedy album, TWAT: http://mde-tv.bandcamp.com/album/twat # # # MDE is standing tall and making one big boss hoss of a rockabilly statement in these Hard Economic Times. One world is ending, but maybe another world is just beginning to take shape, it's too soon to say. And I mean, a kingdom of infinite wisdom and total justice for all mankind, you know, like Seven For All Mankind Jeans, on a human-created scale of goodness that's pretty good, but in the grand scheme of things it's just another possible outcome. The Universe, the laws of physics, nothing that is concrete or real really "cares" about morality or outcomes or anything, it's just one big computer simulation. Your computer doesn't care whether or not you get a killstreak, it's just taking a given set of data and mashing numbers and doing what it does naturally. So the current "simulation" known as our collective existence (which is not a simulation but still a real set of numbers, stimuli, things, NPCs, scripted events, all being processed invisibly according to a set of rules which we are only partially aware of) is coming to a conclusion, or at least a milestone, a negative milestone, "hitting rock bottom". Not claiming to know what comes next, if anything, MDE is merely a glowing ember in the rubble, and Tissue Box is sopping up the tears of the victims (everybody). # # # From the video: "As the united states sank into an oily depression that was of a truly unprecedented magnitude, the masses were left hopeless and helpless, fully nude in a world that they had created for themselves--suffocated by the structures that lifted them so high, undone by the devices of their own modernity. The bar was too high: success stories of the past--The American Dream--it was all impossibly out of reach. The mob's mad dash to the bottom was underlined and punctuated by fantastic displays of savagery. Kindness and human dignity gave way to the endless black void. Nobody had any money and there was no profits or sales. A graph with a big downward pointing red arrow. We're all in it together now, in the grinder, no one is left out of the mix. Confusing and painful sex: painful emotionally and physically. Maximum output of pornographic material bred a societal pack of hyenas that took off, and took the sanctity of sexual intercourse with it, chewed it up, and processed it, making it the next thing that in a long line of easily digestible solids. There's so much sex stuff these days and a lot of it is really bad. The man you turn to for advice is a fellow felon, a nameless and faceless walking moral desert who has already stomped out the last of his own self-respect like it never mattered. The propulsion driving domestic output forward just dried up one day--went up in a puff of smoke, unceremoniously, like a Cadillac with 80,000 miles on the motor, leaving millions tired and defeated. Every last ounce of strength was spent blocking out the words, the words they so wished would just leave them alone: you're losing. You're a loser. You lost. Finally you gave up America. You gave up, and Jesus gave up on you. Bye World."