Is this where philosophy ends?

Is this where philosophy ends?

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>Sofia the first
???

it most likely represents its dumb authoritarianist soapboxing

Stop shilling your retarded shit.

It's where filŒsófia begins.

RONALD MCDONALD - REI KOZ
11/16/2012 3 Comments

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THE CLOSEST TO A "JOB" THAT I HAVE EXPERIENCED IS WORKING FOR ONE DAY AT A "MCDONALD'S", FROM NINE a.m. TO ONE p.m.

FOUR HOURS.

I ENTERED THE BUILDING AT APPROXIMATELY NINE a.m.

“HELLO”, I SAID TO THE FEMALE CLERK AT THE COUNTER. “MAY I SEE THE MANAGER? I COME HERE FOR THE 'JOB'”.

IN THE KITCHEN, THE FEMALE MANAGER TOLD ME THAT I HAD TO TAKE OFF MY BRACELETS.

I DID NOT WANT TO TAKE OFF MY BRACELETS, SO I IGNORED WHAT SHE SAID.

IN THE KITCHEN, ONE OF THE MALE CLERKS LOOKED AT MY HANDS AND SAID THAT I HAD TO TAKE OFF MY BRACELETS.

SINCE THAT MATTER WAS BEING INSISTED UPON, I COMPLIED, AND TRIED TO UNTIE MY BRACELETS OFF OF MY RIGHT WRIST, BUT I COULD NOT UNTIE THEM; THEY HAD BEEN TIED AROUND MY RIGHT WRIST FOR MORE THAN ONE YEAR.

I ASKED THE MALE CLERK FOR SCISSORS.

“WHAT DO YOU NEED SCISSORS FOR?” HE ASKED.

I TOLD HIM THAT I WANTED THEM TO CUT OFF MY BRACELETS.

“NO!”, SAID ANOTHER MALE CLERK, FACETIOUSLY.

“NO, DON'T CUT THEM”, SAID THE FIRST MALE CLERK.

HE ATTEMPTED TO UNTIE THE BRACELETS OFF OF MY RIGHT WRIST.

I FELT EMBARRASED WHILST HE UNTIED MY BRACELETS; I FELT AS IF I WAS BEING “PATRONIZED” BY EVERYONE, AS IF I WAS A LITTLE KID. I HAD NOT BEEN THERE FOR TEN MINUTES, AND EVERYONE WAS “PATRONIZING” ME, WHICH IS ABSURD, BECAUSE JUDGING BY THEIR “ANIMALESQUE” BEHAVIOUR, AND ETHNICITY, I OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN “PATRONIZING” THEM.

ALL THE MALES WORKING THERE WERE SLIGHTLY TALLER THAN ME, HAD BIGGER FRAME THAN ME, AND SEEMED OLDER THAN ME. THEY WERE ALL “MESTIZOS”.

ALL THE FEMALES WORKING THERE WERE UNDERHEIGHT, OVERWEIGHT, AND SEEMED “PERPETUALLY UPSET”. THEY WERE ALL “MESTIZOS”.

AFTER APPROXIMATELY TWO MINUTES, THE MALE CLERK HAD TAKEN THE FOUR BRACELETS OFF OF MY RIGHT WRIST.

“THANK YOU”, I SAID TO HIM, AND PUT THE BRACELETS IN MY PANTS' RIGHT POCKET.

WHY IS THIS PERSON PESTERING ME, ASKING ME ALL THESE QUESTIONS?

EVERYONE WORKING HERE IS OVERLY “ANNOYING” & “LOUD”.

THEY ACT LIKE ANIMALS; “ANIMALESQUE” & BRAZEN, EVEN THE FEMALES, WHO ALL ARE OVERWEIGHT.

THE FEMALE MANAGER IS OBESE. SHE IS THE “HIGHEST RANKING” EMPLOYEE IN THE BUILDING, AND ALSO THE FATTEST.

THE MALE CLERK GRABBED A BACKPACK THAT WAS IN A LOCKER OUTSIDE THE “STAFF ROOM”, AND LEFT.

THE FEMALE MANAGER ENTERED THE ROOM, AND ASKED ME WHAT WAS I DOING SITTING THERE.

“I FINISHED 'CLEANING' THE 'PLAYGROUND' APPARATUSES”, I TOLD HER, TRYING TO MAKE A GRIMACE OF DISGUST BY CONTORTING MY UPPER LIP.

“YOU CAN'T JUST SIT HERE”, SHE SAID. “COME, I NEED YOU TO REPLACE NAPKINS IN THE NAPKIN CONTAINER, AND THEN SWEEP THE FLOORS”.

I REPLACED NAPKINS IN THE NAPKIN CONTAINER, I GRABBED A BROOM, AND A DUSTPAN, FROM THE “STORAGE ROOM”, AND PROCEEDED TO SWEEP THE AREA IN FRONT OF THE COUNTER, FEELING OVERLY EXPOSED & VULNERABLE.

ONE SPACETIME WHEN I WAS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL, SOME CLASSMATES, AND I HAD TO SWEEP & MOP THE CLASSROOM DURING RECESS.

I WAS SWEEPING THE FLOOR, CONCENTRATING ON THE SWEEPING MOTIONS, WHEN ONE OF MY FRIENDS LAUGHED & POINTED AT ME, AND AT THE BROOM WITH HIS RIGHT “INDEX FINGER”. THE OTHERS STARED AT ME WITH “SHOCKED” FACIAL EXPRESSIONS, GIGGLING & GRINNING.

“WHAT?” I ASKED MY FRIEND. HE KEPT LAUGHING, THEN HE PROCEEDED TO MOP THE FLOOR WITHOUT ANSWERING ME.

I NEVER KNEW WHAT WAS SO HUMOROUS/”SHOCKING” RE THE MANNER IN WHICH I SWEPT THE FLOOR.

PERHAPS THEY COULD NOT ARTICULATE WHAT THEY FOUND HUMOROUS/”SHOCKING” RE THE MANNER IN WHICH I SWEPT, AND THE MANNER IN WHICH I DREW.

>6.THE CITY MANIFESTS ITS TRUE CHARACTER EVERY SATURDAY —SATURDAY IS DAY ZERO; THE DAY OF THE WEEK IN WHICH THE FLUX IS AT ITS MOST UNPREDICTABLE —STOCHASTIC SATURDAY; CRITICAL SATURDAY.

What's so fucking special about Saturday?

I SAT IN THE “BOOTH”, AND APPROXIMATELY FIVE SECONDS LATER A FEMALE CLERK ENTERED THE “STAFF ROOM”.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” SHE ASKED.

“NOTHING”.

“YOU CAN'T JUST BE HERE”, SHE SAID, STARING AT ME.

I STARED BACK AT HER.

“I HAVE NOTHING TO DO. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS MY 'JOB' HERE. THE MANAGER HAS ONLY ASSIGNED ME 'MENIAL TASKS', SO I HAVE NOTHING TO DO AFTER I FINISH THEM”, I SAID, SLIGHTLY UPSET.

“OK, COME WITH ME”, SHE SAID.

WE WENT TO THE FEMALE MANAGER'S OFFICE. SHE WAS SITTING AT HER DESK, READING A PAPER SHEET. AS THE FEMALE CLERK OPENED THE DOOR, THE FEMALE MANAGER ASKED, LOOKING OVER THE PAPER SHEET “YES?”

“HE FINISHED SWEEPING THE FLOORS”, SAID THE FEMALE CLERK.

“OH, HE CAN CLEAN THE TABLES. TELL HIM TO USE THE 'LIQUID CLEANER', AND PAPER TOWELS FROM THE 'STORAGE ROOM'. HELP HIM”.

“OK”, SAID THE FEMALE CLERK.

WE WENT INTO THE “STORAGE ROOM” .

“TAKE THAT CLEANER, AND A ROLL OF PAPER TOWELS, TO CLEAN THE TABLES. I'M GOING TO HELP YOU”.

WE STARTED TO CLEAN THE TABLES. SHE CLEANED THE TABLES ON ONE SIDE OF THE “TABLES AREA”, I CLEANED THE TABLES ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE “TABLES AREA”, AND THE TABLES AT THE “PLAYGROUND AREA”.

“MCDONALD'S” IS AN AWFUL PLACE TO EAT, AND AN AWFUL PLACE TO WORK.

ONE FEELS DEBASED WORKING IN THAT PLACE.

I FINISHED CLEANING THE TABLES AT THE “PLAYGROUND AREA”, AND PROCEEDED TO CLEAN THE TABLES THAT THE FEMALE CLERK DID NOT CLEAN.

WHEN I WAS CLEANING THE THIRD OUT OF FOUR TABLES, I SAW SOMEONE COME INTO THE BUILDING WITH OTHER THREE PERSONS. IT WAS A GIRL THAT WAS MY CLASSMATE IN MIDDLESCHOOL. I HAD A “SEMICRUSH” ON HER FOR MORE THAN ONE YEAR, AND SHE KNEW.

“WHAT A SYNCHRONICITY”, I THOUGHT, THEN I WAS OVERWHELMED WITH ANXIETY, AND TRIED TO INCONSPICUOUSLY HIDE, WHILST CLEANING THE REMAINING TWO TABLES.

Unironically the best thing he's written

AT ONE p.m., ONE MALE CLERK --ONE OF THE TWO MALE CLERKS WHO WERE GRINNING & WHISPERING TO EACH OTHER, AND INTERMITTENTLY GLANCING AT ME, WHILST FRYING POTATOES, WHILST I SWEPT THE FLOOR NEAR THE COUNTER-- PUT A CHEESEBURGER, "SMALL FRIES", AND A "SMALL SODA" IN A PAPER BAG, FOR ME TO TAKE WITH ME WHEN I LEFT.

“NO, THANK YOU”, I SAID.

“YOU HAVE TO TAKE IT”, HE SAID.

I THOUGHT THAT HE WAS BEING FACETIOUS, BUT I LOOKED AT HIS FACE, AND HE HAD A “STARK” FACIAL EXPRESSION, AS IF ME NOT TAKING THE FOOD ENTAILED A POTENTIAL PRETEXT FOR ME TO SUE “MCDONALD'S”.

I TOOK THE BAG WITH THE FOOD IN IT, AND LEFT.

I WENT TO THE HOUSE IN WHICH I LIVED, AND PUT THE BAG WITH THE FOOD IN IT, IN THE TRASH CONTAINER.

LATER THAT AFTERNOON, I RECEIVED A CALL FROM THE FEMALE MANAGER, SAYING TO ME THAT I WAS TO "SHOW UP THERE" AT THE "SAME TIME, TOMORROW".

I SAID "YES".

I DID NOT RETURN TO THAT PLACE EVER AGAIN.

>You can read more of Raymundo's crippling autism at:
undergroundbooks.org/the-kitchen-poet/ronald-mcdonald-rei-koz
ubpoetry.tumblr.com/
ubpoetry.tumblr.com/kitchenpoet

lol

why do you keep posting this
damn i wish Veeky Forums had mods

>cant even hold a job down at mcdonalds
>wants to rule the world under a fascist dictatorship

what is up with amazingly unexceptional dullards thinking they deserve to be all powerful kings?

>>wants to rule the world under a fascist dictatorship

?

It's cute how he hates nigs for being inferior but can't do simple tasks that nigs can effortlessly.

>hates nigs

Why do you project your own racism on Rei? Seek psychological help.

>underheight

The word is short

Also what is this exercise in insecurity?

>ALL THE MALES WORKING THERE WERE SLIGHTLY TALLER THAN ME, HAD BIGGER FRAME THAN ME, AND SEEMED OLDER THAN ME. THEY WERE ALL “MESTIZOS”.

I have a confession to make. When I first started seeing Ray's autism, I just made up that he was Mexican, because they're pretty low on the internet pecking order and he was annoying.

To read this and find out that holy shit he probably is Mexican is just a wonderful, wonderful affirmation.

It's him lamenting he's too good for McDonald's.

Hello, Reymundo.

Do I need to quote the parts where he complains about how he should be patronizing those with different ethnicity than him?

>I FELT EMBARRASED WHILST HE UNTIED MY BRACELETS; I FELT AS IF I WAS BEING “PATRONIZED” BY EVERYONE, AS IF I WAS A LITTLE KID. I HAD NOT BEEN THERE FOR TEN MINUTES, AND EVERYONE WAS “PATRONIZING” ME, WHICH IS ABSURD, BECAUSE JUDGING BY THEIR “ANIMALESQUE” BEHAVIOUR, AND ETHNICITY, I OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN “PATRONIZING” THEM.

Also,

You need to improve your reading comprehension, poltard.

C'mon, Rei, tell us more about how you're a WISE SUCCESSFUL POET who is going to SOLVE PHILOSOPHY.

?

>Rei clearly looks down on those with an ethnicity different than him
>Rei clearly unable to accomplish the simple tasks they can
>Rei's cursor for his lil webzone is a literal swastika, and adverts his page on Veeky Forums with a swastika

What did I miss, again?

Veeky Forums is the best board. We have the best shitposting AND the most autistic tripfags.

hes like ulillilla but not instead of endearing and innocent, hes an arrogant prick

The fuck did I just read?

LMAO that image

Aryan Alien?

So, he is an utter loser who cant even keep a McDonald's job that any retard could do and believes himself to be intelligent and entitled to greatness?

Hmph..

I like this guy's site and would like to discuss his ideas but all we get is memes and shitposts. Sad!

He's literally Chris-Chan tier.

We should make a thread on the kiwifarms.

Same, i find his stuff interesting even if it seems like schizo rambling

NOBILITY IS THE TERMINING FACTOR IN THE HERO'S METAGENESIS —CRITICAL TRAUMATIC STRESS TURNS A CONSCIOUS INDIVIDUAL ENTITY THAT HAS NOBILITY INTO A HERO.

IGNOBILITY IS THE TERMINING FACTOR IN THE VILLAIN'S METAGENESIS —CRITICAL TRAUMATIC STRESS TURNS A CONSCIOUS INDIVIDUAL ENTITY THAT HAS NO NOBILITY INTO A VILLAIN.

CRITICAL TRAUMATIC STRESS CAN EITHER CONSOLIDATE A PERSON'S PSYKHE, OR BREAK A PERSON'S PSYKHE —CONSOLIDATION ORIGINATES A HERO; BREAKAGE ORIGINATES A VILLAIN.

WITHIN EVERY NOBLE PERSON THERE IS GENETIC PROPENSITY TOWARD AUTISM; A CONSCIOUS INDIVIDUAL ENTITY THAT HAS NOBILITY CAN HAVE BEEN BORN AUTISTIC, OR IT CAN EPIGENETICALLY BECOME AUTISTIC BY BECOMING A HERO THROUGH CRITICAL TRAUMATIC STRESS —IN THE FORMER ONE, AUTISM IS A FACILITATOR OF HEROISM; IN THE LATTER ONE, AUTISM IS A CONSEQUENCE OF HAVING BECOME A HERO.

WITHIN EVERY IGNOBLE PERSON THERE IS GENETIC PROPENSITY TOWARD SCHIZOPATHY; A CONSCIOUS INDIVIDUAL ENTITY THAT HAS NO NOBILITY CAN HAVE BEEN BORN SCHIZOPATHIC, OR IT CAN EPIGENETICALLY BECOME SCHIZOPATHIC BY BECOMING A VILLAIN THROUGH CRITICAL TRAUMATIC STRESS —IN THE FORMER ONE, SCHIZOPATHY IS A FACILITATOR OF VILLAINY; IN THE LATTER ONE, SCHIZOPATHY IS A CONSEQUENCE OF HAVING BECOME A VILLAIN.

THE HERO SUBSISTS WITHIN EVERY NOBLE PERSON UNTIL IT IS ACTUALIZED; THE VILLAIN SUBSISTS WITHIN EVERY IGNOBLE PERSON UNTIL IT IS ACTUALIZED.

THE HERO, AND THE VILLAIN, SUBSIST, BUT SUPERSISTENCE BELONGS ONLY TO EXCELLENT HEROES —VICTORIOUS GLORY TO THE BETTER AMONG THE BEST.

THE HERO IS AUTISTIC, THE VILLAIN IS SCHIZOPATHIC.

ALL HEROES ARE AUTISTIC; ALL AUTISTIC INDIVIDUALS ARE NOBLE.

ALL VILLAINS ARE SCHIZOPATHIC; ALL SCHIZOPATHIC INDIVIDUALS ARE IGNOBLE.

Truly, this is the pinnacle of Ǣὐτόςισμός.

>haha! memes!

What the fuck, is his definition of a job sitting there doing nothing?

>Mexican

Regismund Köss is a proud German

Wait so Ray is a short Mexican Nazi, who hates American mestizos and worked at McDonald's for one day because he couldnt follow tasks and hated the place?

Modern philosophy looks like THIS?

>Wait so Ray is a short Mexican Nazi, who hates American mestizos and worked at McDonald's for one day because he couldnt follow tasks and hated the place?

Uh, no...

This.