The Institute

Tag: caring

The exact circumstances surrounding the inception of ‘The Pile’ has been lost, but can be conjectured about by those with any interest in doing so

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The key event of this century is the demographic explosion of idiotic ideas.

-Nicolás Gómez Dávila

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“The Pile”, still not fully realized (in all its glory), was/is not one of those “idiotic ideas”, though, many have mistakenly thought (which is, generally, what the ‘many’ are well known to do) that it was.

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How can I be expected to title this drawing when people are dying out there?

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No joke. People are (literally) kicking the bucket regularly while you (and I, to an extent) are worrying what to call some scribbling.

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You should seriously put some thought into being embarrassed about this.

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“After I lost the caring attitude”, is what I called this drawing when no one else was around

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I, at a time now mostly forgotten, could, with ease, remove a tear from my cheek with a dramatic swipe of my right hand’s index finger

 

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Of all the unanswered questions of our time, perhaps the most important is: ‘What is The Institute’?

 

Whah-zup?

I’m getting emotional. Do you ever get emotional? It’s important. Emotions, that is. They can show you care. You do care, don’t you? I would hope so. Otherwise you are uncaring and that’s bad.

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I ‘borrowed’ this title from George Orwell, who, it just so happens, if he were alive today, would be on my side and agree with me about pretty much everything.

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ARTIST’S INTERPRETATION OF THE MOONGATE CAFE with A DEFINITION and DETAILS

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The drawing below was created on the 13th of November, 2016 at approximately 9 a.m..

The commentary in the drawing’s lower left hand corner can be explained, for those who do no know, by the following definition from ‘the urban dictionary’:

drop your sack

expletive used most frequently by high school coaches to motivate players by insinuating that their players testicles have not fallen to the normal pubescent altitude

Coach Todd: Hey Gibbons! How about you drop your sack and hit the shit out of this baseball right chere?
Gibbons: What a fucking douchewad. Im gonna strikeout for that.

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