The night I killed Packo I had a terrible dream. A hideous female corpse was floating towards me through a closed window. Calling itself ‘Bonna’, the corpse kept insisting that it was the real rebel, the real iconoclast. Its face had the same grim, sickly look I had observed on USA establishment figures, and I believe that it was the baby boomer generation incarnate…utterly enslaved to globalism, yet still desperately wanting to be seen as ‘edgy’ and ‘rebellious’.

-Paul Christensen

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