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Day: September 28, 2011

American Juggalo

My perverse fascination with the Juggalo continues. This short documentary is amazing. I think one quotation, in particular, sums it all up for me:

“We have alcohol and we have explosives. Let me show you how great we are.”

I’m not going to comment much more. I think the piece really speaks for itself, speaks volumes about juggalos, and speaks to the nature of the beast overall. But I do have a question: how many of the juggalos know the “woo woo” comes from this?

Which, of course, begs the more important question: is Bubb Rubb a juggalo?

El Caminito Del Rey

note: Do feel free to mute it. The music is quite terrible.

I have one word to say to this: NOPE. No way. No fucking way in hell.

El Caminito Del Rey is a pathway built by workers of a hydroelectric dam across a gorge in southern Spain. It has, quite obviously, fallen into some disrepair. In fact, I might go so far as to describe the journey across as perilous, but that might even be too soft of a word.

The chances of me walking across is like this? 0% ±1%, because, hell, you never know.