𝒜 𝑅𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝑅𝑒𝒸𝓎𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔

Timeline disintegration in the name of waste management [11/24]

Last week, I went to a community art show, curated by the county water maintenance commissioner. One of the painters complimented my “fit”—green corduroy jacket, which a priest previously said would look best on a golf course—then made a positive comparison to Ernest Hemingway. Accomplished on the page, masculine on the streets, possibly in the sheets; this was good PR, minus the suicide. In the spirit of departed Papa, I have composed an eight word story:

For Sale: The Charlatan. My book. It’s good.

Evidence accumulates. Pattern recognition overrides normal editorial functions. Time for methodical documentation of connections.

Cork board mounted on office wall using pushpins salvaged from bulletin boards in liminal space between hallways. Red yarn purchased from corporate commissary connects submission data points across temporal and geographical impossibilities.

Man, why the fuck people so proud of recycling?¹ Go with my mama to clean some uptown bitch’s apartment,² first thing she say to me isn’t her name, given or familial, but a smarmy confession to the tune of “in this house, we recycle.” I could see her eyes flickerin’ past me, reading it off a yard sign hung above the sink, curly-cue font and big-ass clip art ass graphics like she’d made it herself at special needs summer camp for wine moms.³ And the smile, good God almighty, lips pursed together like a steel press, oversized Italian nose⁴ turned up with pride. BITCH, NOBODY ASKED!⁵ And nobody asked those damn companies to make they shit out of plastic anyway.⁶ Nobody asked them four-eyed poindexter ass scientists to invent plastic neither, we was fine with wood.⁷ Not my mess, why should I clean it up?⁸ Why the fuck people be so proud cleanin’ up messes made by big-ass global ass corporations?⁹ Nice work, you recycled your beer can, guess what, them boys produced a million more TODAY.¹⁰ Congrats, your buffoon ass drive a car that take triple-A batteries, I’ll bet you a couple scratchers it wasn’t built in no electric factory, huh?¹¹ Man, if I told these folks to wear a whirly hat on they head every time they left the house, they’d buy a ten-pack of mini-propellers this very afternoon.¹² People be gullible, man. Reduce, reuse, recycle deez nuts, man.¹³ My pops said it best, one dinner he worked in his life, trashed a bottle and manager comes up saying some shit about “um, excuse me sir, on this team we recycle.” Pops dropped his apron, replied with a simple, “Fuck You.”¹⁴

Recycling operation serves dual function. Waste removal and intellectual property harvesting. Personal documents collected for behavioral analysis, psychological profiling, targeted content generation. Submissions aren’t random literary pieces but specifically crafted psychological triggers based on harvested personal data.

ANOMALY DETECTED

Tangent triggered by “reduce, reuse, recycle deez nuts” reference in current submission.

WASTE MANAGEMENT ROAD MAP

MATERIAL EVIDENCE CATALOG

Item #001: Recycling bin, standard blue plastic

• Empties itself during night hours

• Contents vanish without pickup

• Interior dimensions exceed exterior measurements

Item #002: Waste management invoices

• Company: “Temporal Sanitation Services”

• Address changes between billing cycles

• Payment deducted from unowned accounts

Item #003: Shredded document fragments

• Recycling facility maintenance logs found inside

• References to “intellectual material processing”

• Handwriting matches my own from different decades

WORKING THEORY

Evidence points to author (He Who Writes) knowing intimate details about my life because he IS processing my discarded thoughts, abandoned drafts and private notes, through rigorous recycling operation, designed to study and manipulate individual consciousness.

Cork board connections multiply. Red yarn covers entire wall. The patterns form geometric shapes that hurt to look at directly. Soon no white space will be seen. Red blanket, red carpet, red death. Investigation methodology becomes trapped in its own recursive logic: using material means to investigate metaphysical imprisonment.

Wanda

1. Sudden shift to urban vernacular contradicts previous submissions’ academic/literary register. He Who Writes attempting dialect simulation, or evidence of multiple personality manifestation across temporal boundaries. Cross-reference: Frank Lee’s “couple of bucks” casualness indicates consistent pattern of code-switching.

2. Connection to ceramic statuette theft incident (Submission #3). Both involve rules of decorum in rental market. Possible recurring workplace environment or obsessive fixation on class dynamics observed through service industry employment.

3. Specific insult structure implies personal experience with both demographics. He Who Writes demonstrates intimate knowledge of suburban aesthetic choices and their psychological motivations.

4. Similar detailed anatomical specificity as Franz Mayo’s surgical scars, Hans Occamstein’s bone structure. He Who Writes maintains consistent focus on facial feature documentation across submissions.

5. Connects to questioning of comedy intervention (Submission #1) and resistance to torture protocols (Submission #7). Pattern of challenging institutional expectations.

6. Links to Annie Madoff’s commodification themes (Submission #2). Critique underlines surface-level environmental concern. He Who Writes understands how individual responsibility narratives deflect from structural analysis.

7. A nostalgic perspective, spanning pre-plastic manufacturing eras. Either extensive historical research or temporal displacement allowing direct memory access (random access memory?) to full range of industrial material culture.

8. Individual versus systemic responsibility rears ugly head once more. Dichotomy appears across submissions. Comparable ethical framework underlying comedy intervention resistance, corporate entertainment critique, time travel bureaucracy complaints.

9. Linguistic intensification pattern equals emotional investment beyond educational interest in corporate power structures.

10. Production-consumption ratio awareness demonstrates sophisticated understanding of supply-side economics. Alcoholic example specifically chosen for maximum relatability—who doesn’t enjoy cracking a cold one?—while illustrating impossibility of individual environmental impact. See formula below:

\(\lim_{n \to \infty} \frac{1}{10^6 \cdot n} = 0\)

11. Technical knowledge about battery manufacturing and factory origins implies research into automotive industry practices. “Buffoon ass” insult deployment indicates possible work history as zookeeper or safari guide.

12. Hypothetical demonstrates understanding of mass psychological susceptibility. He Who Writes grasps how environmental virtue signaling functions as social conformity mechanism, “greenwashing,” rather than ecological intervention.

13. Vulgar pun subverts environmental slogan into anatomical reference. Connects to D.B. Cooper “I Am D.B.” wordplay pattern (Submission #9 addendum). He Who Writes consistently employs linguistic misdirection for humorous effect.

14. Father figure demonstrates identical resistance to institutional compliance, a familial pattern of authority rejection.