Saturday, October 10

The death of pink

Pink is a ridiculous colour.  And as such, I am immediately changing the color of this web log.

On apparel it turns men into Douchebags, makes women look like shameless Lolitas, turns little boys into hopeless faggots and turns little girls... well, little girls generally emerge unscathed.

And for anything else, it really shouldn't be an option. If you chose to have a pink laptop from all the available colours, you shall not escape my judgment. Nor he who dons a pink tie because it's "fun." Supporting breast cancer? Go fuck yourself.

If this sounds harsh it can be explained as backlash fuelled by regret and a strong aesthetic bent I developed recently that I can't really explain. In short: I'm over pink. It's enveloped this blog long enough, and I'm dumping it like a girlfriend that everyone hates. To wit:

"What was I thinking, bro?" I say, downing my third PBR.
"I know dude, we tried to tell you,"my stalwart pal replies.
"Let's get fucked up! Woooo!" And the two of us high five.

From now on the design of this site will be white, black with a little hint of blue. Like a girlfriend you bought from a .ru web site. If I need to see pink again, I'll buy a Hustler.

1 comment:

  1. You're quite clever, Harvey Kornbluth! I especially enjoyed reading this little post just now.

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