Reverend Skunk Says...
...WHAT?!
Face it, partial zombification has taken its toll on Reverend Skunk. He says some crazy-ass shit even when he isn't talking about the Zunkle tape. Occasionally, though, the Reverend utters something that even we think is worth sharing. It doesn't happen very often, but we thought we'd better start writing them down here, in case he asks about them. In fact, the last thing he said was...
Obey your phone!
... and before that, he said...
If you get one of those new brain implants, be sure to get the premium upgrade package. It has a lot fewer commercials.
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One day, you will be silent.
One day, you must be silent.
Will you also be silent until then?
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We live in a society that (a) demands that we conceal our genitals, (b) expects that we classify our genitals as either innies or outies, and (c) expects that we declare our classification in public by way of our apparel and demeanor.
Society also demands that we ignore, disregard and avoid the genitals of others, that we pretend in many ways that we don't even HAVE genitals. It also expects that we declare our genital classification on just about every form we ever fill out.
We live in a society that demands that we carry ourselves and conduct ourselves accordingly. That is, the social norms imposed upon us are in many ways contingent upon whether our genitals are innies or outies.
All of this to ensure the optimal performance of a mating game that works all too well without our help. Those of us who have any confusion or apprehension at all about playing this stupid, dangerous, arcane game face ostracism, ridicule, beatings, and death.
I can't say as that I would call this "civilized" at all.
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It absolutely, positively goes without saying.
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If we do not fully understand what it is that makes us conscious as human beings, we will most likely create conscious machines before we realize that we have.
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Any time you automate something - every single time you automate something - you introduce at least one new way to screw it up.
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Are you sure? Because I'm not.
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Please check back here often, folks.
The Reverend is sure to keep talking. Thanks!