FUCK THE MACHINE Charles Bukowski it was very hot that night at Tony's Bar.

not even thinking about getting laid. only drink beer. Tony gave us a pair for me and Mike Injun, and Mike took the mo ney. let him pay the first round. Tony threw it at the cash register, bored, and looked around ... had five or six looking at his beer. idiots. so Tony sat with us. - What's up, Tony? I asked. "Sucks," said Tony. "There is nothing new. "Shi t," said Tony. "Oh, shit," said Mike Injun. drank beer. - What do you think of t he moon? I asked Tony. "Shit," said Tony. "Yes," said Mike Injun, "which is a ca rapijo on Earth, is a carapijo on the moon, what else gives. They say there is l ikely no life on Mars, "I said. - And what the hell cares? Asked Tony. "Oh, shit " I said. two more beers. Tony brought them, then returned to the box with your money. it away. again. -Crap, go heat. I wish I was more dead than old ones. - W here do you think men go when they die, Tony? - And what the hell cares? - Do no t you think in the Human Spirit? - Those are stories! - What do you think of Che Guevara, Joan of Arc, of Billy t he Kid, and all those? -Stories, stories. drank beer thinking about it. "Well," I said, I will take a piss. I went to the toilet and there, as always, was Petey Owl. I took it and began to pee. Cock-go smaller than you, "he said. Meo-when t hey meditate together. but I'm what you call an elastic type. when the time come s, every inch of it now becomes six. "Man, that's fine, if not fool me. because there I see at least five centimeters. -Is only the cocoon. "I give you a dollar if you let me chupártela. -Not much. "That's more than the bud. sure you have no more than that. "Fuck you, Petey. -And come back when you're not money left f or beer. I returned to my seat. -More-ordered two beers. Tony made the usual ope ration. then returned. Heat-go, I'll go crazy, "he said. -The heat makes you und erstand exactly what your true self, "I explained to Tony. - Short Now Are you c alling me crazy? -Most are. but remains a secret. "Yes, of course, assuming you' re right in that bullshit, tell me, how many wise men on earth? Are there any? -A few. - How many? - All the millions that exist? -Yeah, yeah. "Well, I'd say f ive or six. - Five or six? Mike Injun said. No shit man! - How do you know I'm c razy? di, "Tony said. How can we work if we crazy? "Well, since we are all mad, there are only a few to control us, too few, so let us walk around with our foll ies. for now, is all they can do. I believe that the sane time could find a plac e to live in outer space while destroying us. but now I know it's crazy control the space. - How do you know? -Because they planted the American flag on the moo n. - What if the Russians had planted a Russian flag on the moon? -Would be the same "I said. - Then you are fair? Asked Tony. "I am fair with all kinds of madn ess. silence. continue drinking. Tony too, began to pour whiskey and water. coul d, was the owner. -Pussy, how hot it is, "said Tony. "Shit, yes," said Mike Inju n. Tony then began to speak. "Madness," he said what if I told you that right no w spending some real madness? "Sure," I said. -No, no, no ... I mean here, in my bar! - Yes? -Yes. so crazy that sometimes scares me. "Explain that, Tony," I said, always wi lling to listen to the tales of others. Tony moved closer. "I know a guy who has made a fucking machine. no bullshit these journals of aunts. those things that you see advertised. hot water bottles beef pussies changeable, all that crap. th is guy has done it really. is a German scientist, he caught us, I mean our gover nment. before they could grab the Russians. not keep an account there. Man-cours e, do not worry ... -Von Brashlitz. the government tried to make working in spac e. there was nothing to do. is a very smart, but not in your head that FUCK MACH INE. at the same time, it is considered a kind of artist, sometimes said to be M iguel Angel ... gave him a pension of five hundred dollars a month so he could c ontinue to live enough to not end up in an asylum. watching him walked a while, then got bored or forgot about it, but they were sending him checks, and from ti me to time, once a month or so, was an agent and spoke with him ten or twenty mi nutes, sent a report that was still mad and ready.€so he went around from one p

lace to another, with his big red chest, until finally one night, come here and start drinking. tells me it's just an old tired, you need a really peaceful plac e to do their experiments. and hid him here. here are many crazy, you know. "Yes ," I said. "Then, friends, began drinking more and more, and ended contándomelo . had made a mechanical woman a man could give more pleasure than any real woman in history ... it without tampax, or craps, or discussion. -I have a lifetime l ooking for a woman like I said. Tony laughed. -And who does not. I thought he wa s nuts, of course, until one night after I got close to him and pulled the trunk FUCK MACHINE red. - What? "Was like going to heaven before he died. "Let me ima gine the rest," I asked. -Think. -Von Brashlitz FUCK MACHINE and are currently up in this house. -That is, "said Tony. - How much? -Twenty tickets per session. - "Twenty tickets fuck a machine? "That guy has exceeded what we created, whatever it was. you'll see. -Petey Owl sucks me and gives me a dollar. -Petey Owl is not bad, but it is an invention t hat exceeds the gods. I gave my twenties. "I warn you, Tony, if it is a fad of t he heat, you lose your best customer. -As said before, we're all crazy anyway. Y ou can upload. "Okay," I said. "Okay," said Mike Injun. here are my twenty. "I w arn you that I only took me fifty percent. the rest is for von Brashlitz. pensio n hundred is not much to inflation and taxes, and von B. drink beer like crazy. "Okay," I said. already have forty. Where is that immortal MACHINE FUCK? Tony pi cked up a part of the counter and said, "go here. you have to climb the ladder f rom the bottom. When you arrive you call and say "Tony sent us." - On any door? , The gateway 69. "Okay," I said, what else? -Ready, "said Tony, prepare the bal ls. find the stairs. climb. "Tony is capable of anything for a joke," I said. arrived. there it was: door 69 . called "Tony sent us. - Oh, come, come, gentlemen! here was this old geezer wi th an air of boorish, beer glass in hand, glasses with double glazing. as in old movies. visit was apparently a young aunt, almost too, looked fragile and stron g at the same time. crossed his legs, all resplendent nylon knees, thighs, nylon , and that small area where they end and start the long stockings just that spar k of meat. was all ass and tits, nylon legs, smiling eyes of clear blue ... "Gen tlemen ... my daughter Tanya ... - What? "Yes, I know, I'm so ... old ... but li ke the myth of black there is always spliced, there is the dirty old German who do not stop fucking. believe what they want. anyway, this is my daughter Tanya . .. "Hello, boys," she smiled. then we all looked toward the door where there was this sign: STORAGE ROOM FUCK THE MACHINE. finished his beer. -Well ... I suppos e guys, who come to the best fuck of all time ... - Daddy! Tanya said. Why do yo u always be so rude? Tanya recross his legs, higher this time, and I almost run. Of course, the teacher ended another beer, got up and walked to the door the si gn STORAGE ROOM FUCK THE MACHINE. turned and smiled at us. then slowly opened th e door. came and went rolling contraption that looked like a hospital bed with w heels. gossip was naked, a metal table. our teacher told us that damn fret plant ed in front and began to hum a tune, probably a little German. a mass of metal with that hole in the center. the teacher had an oil can in hand , put it in the hole and began to throw non-stop that oil. while humming this se nseless German song. and continued for a while pouring oil until we finally look ed over his shoulder and said, "Nice, huh?". then returned to his task, to keep pumping oil in there. Mike Injun looked at me, tried to laugh, said, "damn it .. . Have returned to pull our legs! "If," I said, I am as if he had five years wit hout getting laid, but would have to be crazy to put the posh in that pile of ju nk. von Brashlitz laughed. went to the drinks cabinet. took another fifth of bee r, poured a good drink and sat in front of us. -When we begin to know in Germany that was lost the war, and started shaking the fence, until the final battle of Berlin, we realized that the war had taken a new twist: the real war then becam e more German scientists who grasped.€if Russia was getting most of the scienti sts or if getting America ... got the most would be the first to reach the moon, the first to reach Mars ... first in everything. Finally, the exact result I do

not know ... numerically or in terms of scientific brain power. Americans only know that first caught me, grabbed me, put me in a car, gave me a drink, they pu t a gun to his head, made promises, they talked and talked. I signed all ... -Al l these historical considerations seem to me very well, "I said. but I will not put your cock, my poor little dick, in that pileup of steel or whatever. Hitler had to be really crazy to trust you. I wish someone had thrown down the gauntlet the Russians! I want you to give me back my twenty dollars! von Brashlitz laugh ed. JIII JIII JIII-ji ... is just my little joke ever. JIII JIII JIII ji! again put in the little pileup. closed the door. - Ay, JIII ji ji! "He took another sw ig of schnapps. then poured over. liquid. "Gentlemen, I am an artist and an inve ntor! FUCK my machine is actually my daughter, Tanya ... - More joke, von? I ask ed. - Is no joke! Tanya! Please this gentleman's lap! Tanya laughed, got up, walked over and sat on my lap. FUCK A MACHINE? Could not be! her skin was skin, or seemed, and his tongue when he came into my mouth to k iss, it was not mechanical ... every movement was different, and responded to mi ne. I jumped immediately tore off her blouse, he put his hand in the panties, wh ich years ago was not so hot, then we become entangled, in a way just stand ... and went foot, pulling that long blond hair, throwing her head back, then down, separating the buttocks and stroking her ass eye as he stirred, and ran ... I fe lt her shudder, throb, and I ran too. I had never thrown more dust! Tanya went t o the bathroom, cleaned up and showered, and went to dress for Mike Injun. I gue ssed. -The greatest invention of mankind, "said von Brashlitz serious. was absol utely right. Tanya finally went out and sat on my lap. - NO! NO! TANYA! AHORA LE TOCA AL OTRO! JUST FUCK WITH THAT! she seemed not to hear, and it was strange, even a FUCK MACHINE, because I'd never been very good lover, really. - Do you lo ve me? He asked. -Yes. "I love you, and I'm very happy. y. .. theoretically I'm not alive. you know, right? "I love you, Tanya, that's all I know. - Fuck it! Sc reamed the old man. This FUCKED MACHINE! approached the lacquered box which was written the word TANYA aside. out some small cables; had markers and needle trem ble, and several indicators, lights were off and lit, gossip that ticked ... von B. pimp was the craziest thing he had ever seen in my life. began to delve into the scores, then looked at Tanya - 25 YEARS! Almost a lifetime to build you! I had to hide even HITLER! and now ... Intend to become a simple and common whore! -I have twenty-five, Tanya said. I have twenty-four. - See? See? As an ordinary fox! returned to your bookmarks. "Are you wearing a d ifferent lipstick," I said to Tanya. - Do you like? - Oh, yes! leaned over and k issed me. von B. continued with their markers. had a premonition that he would w in. von Brashlitz turned to Mike Injun: "Do not worry, trust me, there is only o ne small fault. 'll fix it for a moment. I hope, "said Mike Injun. I has been wa iting fourteen inches and I paid twenty dollars. "I love you," Tanya said. I wil l not fuck with any other man. I can have you if you do not want anyone else. Tanya forgive you, whatever you do. the teacher was corridÍsimo. continued with the cables but nothing could. - Tanya! AHORA TE TOCA FUCK WITH THE OTHER! I am ... tired ... I have to take another sip of brandy ... get some sleep ... Tanya ... -Oh, "said Tanya, this fucking old! You and your nips, and then you spend th e night chewing on tits and I can not sleep! You can not even get a decent conne ction! You are disgusting! - HOW? - I SAID "YOU ARE NOT EVEN ABLE TO GET A DECEN T JUNCTION!" - This will pay Tanya! You are my creation, not me your creation! s till digging in their magic markers. I mean, in the machine. was beside himself, but it was clear that the anger gave him a vision that made him excel. "Just a moment, sir," he said to Mike. I have only to adjust the electronic boards! A mo ment! OK! You're done! then jumped up. that guy they had saved from the Russians.€Mike looked at the I ndian. - Already be fixed! The machine is in order! Have fun sir! then went to h is bottle of brandy, poured another buck and sat down to watch. Tanya got up fro m my lap and went to Mike Injun. I saw Tanya and Mike Injun embraced. Tanya pull ed down the zipper. stuck his dick, tiny cock was the uncle! said fourteen inche

s, but seemed at least fifty. Tanya then put his hands on Mike's cock. He moaned of joy. then uprooted. threw it aside. gossip saw rolling down the carpet like a crazy sausage, leaving blood regueruelos sad. was up against the wall. stayed there as something with no legs and head but no place to go ... This was true en ough. then there were the BALLS flying through the air. Jumping vision and heavy . just landed in the center of the carpet and did not know what to do more than bleed. so it bled. von Brashlitz, the hero of the invasion rusonorteamericana, l ooked roughly what was left of Mike Injun, my old comrade-blowing, red, red back in the ground, flowing through the center ... von B. was the pyro, downstairs . .. Room 69 had done everything except that. Then I asked her, "Tanya, there will be problems here soon. Why not dedicate the room number to our love? - As you w ant, my love! we did, just in time, and then entered those idiots. one of those aware then declared dead Mike Injun. As von B. product was a kind of American go vernment, then that was filled with people, officials of various types of shit, fire, journalists, cops, the inventor, the CIA, FBI and other various forms of human g arbage. Tanya came and sat on my lap. "Kill me now. try not to grieve, please. n ot answer. von Brashlitz then screamed, pointing to Tanya - I assure you, MEN, S HE HAS NO FEELING! HITLER NOT GOT TO HOLD ON! I assure you, is just a MACHINE! a ll just stood there looking at him. no one believed him. was nothing more or les s the most beautiful machine, as it were women who had ever seen. - Damn it! Foo ls! every woman is a fucking machine, do you not realize? Bet on the best horse! LOVE DOES NOT EXIST! MIRAGE IS A FAIRY-TALE OF HOW THE THREE KINGS! still did n ot believe him. - This is just a machine! Have no fear! MIREN! von Brashlitz gra bbed one of Tanya's arms. uprooted the body. and inside, into the hole of the sh oulder, it was clear, there was nothing but wires and tubes intertwined twisted things, plus some secondary substance that vaguely recalled the blood. Tanya and I saw her standing there with those dangling wires wound around the shoulder wh ere his arm was before. looked at me - please do it for me! remember I asked you to put that sad. I saw on it were thrown, such as smashing and raped and mutila ted. I could not help it. I rested my head on his knees and I began to mourn ... Mike Injun never recovered his twenty dollars. spent a few months. I never went back to the bar. was no trial, but the government exonerated of all blame to vo n B. and his machine. I moved to another city. away. and one day I was sitting i n the salon and got a pornographic magazine. there was an announcement: "Inflate your own doll! twenty-nine U.S. dollars ninety-five. resistant rubber, very durable. chains and whips included in the batch. a bikini, bra, panties, tw o wigs, lipstick and a little pot of potion of love included. von Brashlitz Co.. I sent an order. to a section of Massachusetts. He also had moved. The package arrived within about three weeks. was quite embarrassing because I had no bicycl e pump, and I got really hot when I took everything in the package. I had to go down to the corner gas station and use the air pump. fans had better look. big t its, an ass. immense. - What's that got there, buddy? "I asked the gas station. "Hey, hey, I've borrowed a little air. I am a good customer, right? "Well, well, you can take the air. but I can not avoid the curiosity ... What is there? - Co me on, leave me alone! "I said. - MY GOD! That TITS! Look, look! - And see, you fool! I left him with his tongue out, I threw the contraption on his shoulder an d went home. I went into the bedroom. was yet to ask the big question ... I open ed my legs looking for some kind of opening. von B. I had not done bad. I fell o ver and started to kiss that mouth of rubber.€occasionally reaching for his one of the big rubber tits and sucked. had put a yellow wig and I had rubbed with l ove potion all the cock. did not need a lot of love potion, the jar would be for one year. passionately kissed her behind the ears, put the finger in the ass an d gave endlessly. after I left, I jumped, arms chained him to the back, with the padlock and key, and he struck the ass of the beautiful with the whips. My god, I'll go crazy! I thought. after whipping it, I went to shove. I fucked and fuck ed. was rather boring, really. cats dogs fucking imagined, imagined two people f ucking in the air

while falling from a skyscraper. I imagined a big pussy like an octopus, crawlin g towards me, stinky, panting orgasm. I remembered all the panties, knees, legs, boobs and pussies she had seen. sweated gum, I was sweating. - I love you, dear ! I whispered breathlessly in their rubber ears. bothers me to admit it, but I f orced myself to ejaculate in that mangy rubber mass. is not nothing like Tanya. I took a razor and I destroyed the engine. I threw it where empty beer cans. How many men buy those gossip absurd in America? Do not spend at fifty fucking mach ines if you give a return for any central street of a big city in America? the o nly difference being that they pretend to be women. Poor Mike Injun, with his co ck dead fifty centimeters. all poor mikes. all that scale Space. all the whores in Vietnam and Washington. Poor Tanya, his belly was a belly of pork. his veins were the veins of a dog. just shit or piss, fuck, fuck only (heart, voice and la nguage provided by others). then, should have done only about seventeen organ tr ansplants. von B. was far ahead of everyone. Poor Tanya, what little he had eate n the poor ... basically cheap cheese and raisins. had never wanted money or pro perty or major new cars, no houses supercar. I had never read the evening paper. absolutely did not want a color TV or new hats, boots or rain, or patio talks w ith women idiots, never wanted a husband, doctor, or stockbroker, or member of C ongress or police. and type of the gas station keeps asking: "Hey, what was that which brought to swell that day? but I do not ask me more. I'm going to pour ga soline on another site. and will not return either to the shop where I saw the m agazine ad rubber wrist von B. I will try to forget everything. Would you do it not so?

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