I was married to someone who wanted me to change. Become more adult, more responsible. I began not to like myself, not like what I do. I lost my identity. Everything began collapsing around me.

I've started to think that maybe I wouldn't mind passing my demented genius on to some small thing who can set fire and breathe profanity.

As a performer, I wanted to be the loudest, most persistent alarm clock I could be, because there didn’t seem like any other way to snap society out of its Christianity- and media-induced coma.

The advantage of the internet is that it has taken away the charade of politics. China has heard of democracy and people know about certain concepts they wouldn't have previously.

Is adult entertainment killing our children? or is killing our children entertaining our adults?

Libido, fascination, too much oral defecation. White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy.

Sacrifice to me is something you do without expecting something in return.