It’s amazing how extreme the inhumanity can be. For instance, a couple days ago I couldn’t fucking walk, so I sat on the sidewalk, leaning against a wall. Some dude had just refused to help me get ibuprofen (I offered to pay for it) because he “wasn’t going that way” (he “appreciated me” though, so I guess it’s all fucking great). This fucking yuppie shitwad on a Lime scooter said “Have you tried not being homeless?” as he whizzed on by.

There’s this little part of me that would love to show these insects how it feels to be chronically malnourished, or how it feels to have the shit kicked out of you by the very sort of person you thought was beneath you. But that isn’t me. I don’t want that to be me, anyways.

But if someone put a [hiss] in this cartoonist’s [silence] and set it off with his [beep] and [beep] in the [quack], I would just shrug.