The Discordianist Manifesto 2 - Paperback

by Bumble-Fuck The Tired (Author), W. L. Prowell (Author)

Since the sudden disbandenmentation of the Original TDM Contributor Taskforce, I felt way, way deep down in my squishiest of parts that hacking together a sequel would be no small feat. Yet, here you are holding the product of that monolithic effort (and you paid for it no less! Bravo! Unless it was a gift! In which case, whatever, you know what I mean!). What follows is a poorly thought out, haphazardly assembled, and hastily edited collection the likes of which you've never seen before. Unless you read the first book, then it's the likes of which you've seen once before. Now, go grab your big-ass pope hat, whip up some hotdogs, wait till Friday, and then crack this bad-boy open! I'll wait.Back? Great! Hat still looks amazing on you, by the way.I composed this sequel in bite-sized chunks since TDM 1 dropped back in December 2018, never fully knowing if anything would ever come of it. I mean, what if I burned out and faded away? That's just sad, man. However, as the clever tendrils of fate would have it, my pineal gland kept producing its thick, tarry sludge, and I kept faithfully translating said sludge to the page. So, if you don't like this book, then that's not my fault. I'm really more of a translator than anything, here. Or, if divine inspiration is part of your worldview, then you can blame Eris.I was planning to include an author photo on this back cover like what real authors do. Something tasteful such as a simple black-and-white photo of me coolly sitting backwards in a chair with my hands artistically posed and conspicuously in-frame, author-style. Or even something more modern like a full-color, panoramic, animated GIF of me mountain-bike-jumping over several burning school buses, just guzzling dangerous amounts of Leviathan Energy LiquidTM. Then, I realized that if I am to conduct this horrendous assault upon your grey matter (which is the aim of this book), then I shouldn't also simultaneously assault your sight with my hideous visage. The resultant sensory impact would be simply catastrophic, and I can't afford the lawsuits your family would undoubtedly file against my meager estate. You're welcome.Anyway, this book contains articles, ramblins, thoughtsplosions, and several different kinds of whatnot regarding philosophy, physics, politics, and the doldrums of the modern day workplace.And remember, only you can decide how what you'll do when you're where you can for why.