Let’s get those factories built!

the places we can send our parents, children and siblings and spouses and neighbors and co-workers and anyone else who we don’t understand.

the people who are old and have broken parts inside their minds and bodies

Those glitching, fucked up people whose operating programs were adapted along the way so they could survive in difficult situations

There shouldn’t be anyone out there who doesn’t do things the right way,

There should only be people who use the words that I want to hear exactly the way I want to hear them and exactly when I want to hear them

It doesn’t matter how or why they were broken.

It only matters how they are when they are in front of me.

I don’t need to know the story of their lives.

I just need them functioning the way I want them to, right now. 

Where are those damn factories?

There should be places where we can send them to wipe their hard drives and install a new, clean and efficient operating program so that I can finally, have the person that I want standing in front of me, saying what I want to hear the way I want to hear it and doing the things I want them to do exactly the way I want them done. 

Where are those god damn factories?