Too Insulting

So we're back around to me being called a bum again. These fraudulent fuckheads steal my work, which they are too lazy to do for themselves, make you pay for it, deprive me of the profits, and call me a bum for having no money. Well, I must tell you that sharing my thoughts and my songs here on the web is the hardest job I've ever done in my life. Did you get a laugh from one of my blogs? Did one of my songs take your mind off your troubles for a few moments? Did you pay for it? Gee, I guess you're a bum, too! Aren't bums those guys who go out on the street and beg for spare change? If I were the kind of person who did that, wouldn't it be easy for me to go to Dick Cheney and beg him for a recording contract? But I find this impossible. I've never begged anyone for anything. I'm on disability, not Welfare. Before that I was on Unemployment Insurance from having a job - the kind of job that was too hard for those comedy superstars who think they're so decent. I've been working in hard jobs all my life because I'm not a bum. But this job right now takes superhuman effort and I can't say I'm impressed with the pay. What do you think it's like for me to ponder a future where some comfortable reporter asks me what it was like to experience all this? Why do you want me to lie alone on my bed with these violent thoughts in my head for years? Are you sadistic? You like my songs? You like my laughs? Why do you let me get treated like this? Decades of my life are being wasted because you need Dick Cheney to tell you if it's okay to support an artist. Why don't you stand up to him? Boycott WEA! Boycott the big networks! I can't do it all alone. This is all in the hands of lawyers now. I don't need fans any more. If you're going to treat me like this, why don't you go read something else and leave me alone. (If you're innocent, disregard this request.) Really. I've suffered your readership for long enough now and I'm surprised I'm still alive to complain about it. I doubt I'll live much longer and I think dying is a better fate than success in such a criminal business. I heard that early in his career Dean told a crowd of supporters that I wrote Size. So everyone knew. And then less than a year later they all thought I stole it from him. This zombie like behaviour from the masses is as much of a problem for me as the criminal attitude of the labels. I'm sorry I ever wrote a hit. Really. I'm in for another miserable day now, just like almost every day has been since I shared my first song on YouTube almost seven years ago. I could have handled being unthanked, but when everyone wants to thank an airhead like Taylor Swift for my intelligent songs or a wimp like Dean for my heavy songs or a bunch of witless wonders for my humour, that goes well beyond being unthanked to being insulted. And insulted I will remain until I am properly compensated for these terrible offenses against me - by money or by eternity. (Or by both.)
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