Just when I thought that American culture had already reached the lowest and most unholy depths of abomination and depravity (haha anyone ever heard of a bug party?), we get this news.
I used to wonder as a kid how there could be civilizations like the Aztecs, where all their shit was bedecked in death imagery, and you look at their stuff and think, "Damn what a fuckin depraved and miserable, gloomy motherfucker of a civilization." But then by about 2006, it became clear that the next generation was thoroughly immersed without question in the contemporary zombie skull and death cult. Women cheering the amputation of their breasts is definitely like a qualitative new low for mankind.
"Ah, those endless forests, and their horror-haunted gloom! For what eternities have I wandered through them, a timid, hunted creature, starting at the least sound, frightened of my own shadow, keyed-up, ever alert and vigilant, ready on the instant to dash away in mad flight for my life. For I was the prey of all manner of fierce life that dwelt in the forest, and it was in ecstasies of fear that I fled before the hunting monsters."
Jack london, "Before Adam"