For how much longer
must the underground tolerate
your elite nepotistic enclave,
your sacred art object economy,
your white male liberal guilt complex,
your public school Masonic fraternity,
your fish fetish, your shaved heads,
your artist anal craft professionalism,
your adolescent narcissism,
your psycho linguistic gobbledygook,
your cottage in Provence,
your rabid careerism,
your bogus radicalism,
your half naked relatives,
your intellectual bankruptcy,
your art school tutorials,
your intoxicated brown nosing,
your catholic opera cult,
your international bourgoise tourism,
your water rituals,
your meaningful silence,
your state funded cynicism,
your sado-masochistic posturing,
your inability to comprehend film as anything other than your archaic fine arts mysticism,
your fashion victims,
your fields of wheat,
your church based installation worship,
your desperate search for marginality,
your corrupt non-industry,
your contempt for anyone outside of your pathetic clique,
your boring, lazy, unwatchable films,
your computer video masturbation,
your insatiable egomania.
It was you who consigned
the underground to
twenty years of drivel,
we've had enough so fuck off.