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TODAY IS NATIONAL HOT DOG DAY - BY SEAN AABERG
WHEN I WAS A TEENAGER I GOT INDOCTRINATED INTO ANTI-AMERICAN, HARD-LEFT, WHITE-GUILT MONGERING, PROGRESSIVE CULTURE. I WATCHED MY MOUTH AS BEST I COULD, I BECAME A VEGETARIAN & EVEN A VEGAN, I SAW THE AMERICAN FLAG AS LITTLE DIFFERENT THAN THE NAZI SWASTIKA & I HATED CARS, MONEY, CORPORATIONS & CAPITALISM. I WAS UNCOMFORTABLE AS FUCK, EVERYTHING UPSET ME & I WANTED TO KILL MYSELF. I KNEW THAT THIS PIT OF CARING VULNERABILITY WAS MY NATURAL EXTREME EMPATHY STRAPPED ONTO TEENAGE HORMONES & THE COLLAPSE OF MY FAMILY & THE INSECURITY I FACED ABOUT HOW TO INSURE MY SUCCESS AS A HUMAN BEING, BUT I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO ESCAPE FROM THIS PIT. I FELT SCREWED. I COULD NOT GET A FOOTHOLD TO PULL MYSELF OUT OF THIS MORALIST MORASS. IN A WAY, IT WAS A STRING OF SAUSAGES, HOT DOGS TO BE PRECISE THAT PULLED ME OUT OF THIS CARE DESPAIR. I CAN REMEMBER WRITING A NOTE IN 1997 TO THE ENGLISH ARTIST & EDITOR OF PUNK CTHULHU & GODZILLA FANZINE “GIBBERING MADNESS” EVAN GRIFFITHS THAT I WAS TRYING TO “BECOME MORE EVIL” IN ORDER TO CONQUER THE OVERWHELMINGLY HELPLESS FEELINGS I WAS HAVING. AS A VEGAN & ANIMAL SYMPATHIZER, THE CREATION OF SAUSAGES WAS ABOUT THE WURST THING I COULD THINK OF. WAR WAS BAD, GOVERNMENT WAS BAD, NUCLEAR WAR WAS BAD, BUT ANIMALS BEING RAISED IN DARK, METAL, INDUSTRIAL FARMS & NEVER KNOWING FREEDOM, ONLY TO BE BRUTALLY SLAUGHTERED & THEN PROCESSED BEYOND RECOGNITION TO BE GLUTTONOUSLY CONSUMED BY SMILING, IGNORANT AMERICANS WAS SOME KIND OF METAPHOR FOR MY LIFE! I WAS THAT VULNERABLE LITTLE PIG, RAISED IN A METAL BOX, NOT EVEN CONSCIOUS ENOUGH TO WAIT FOR SLAUGHTER. THAT IS TO SAY, I WAS NOT YET WIELDING THE SWORD OF MY LIFE & MY BRAIN WAS WARNING ME TO PICK THAT FUCKER UP & START SWINGING - DAMN THE CONSEQUENCES. AMERICA WAS ANOTHER “ULTIMATE EVIL”, HAVING PINNED THE MEDAL OF “ULTIMATE EVIL” ON NAZI GERMANY & COMMUNIST RUSSIA, THE SINS OF AMERICA WERE OVER-LOOKED, FROM THE GENOCIDAL CLEARING OF NATIVE TRIBES, THE BLIND, CAPITALIST RAMPAGE ACROSS THE NATURAL BOUNTY OF THE NATION, THE CANCEROUS GROWTH OF THE SUBURBS, THE STRANGLEHOLD OF AMERICAN CORPORATE & BANKING POWER ACROSS THE GLOBE, THE NUKING OF JAPAN, THE DRUG WAR MEDDLING WITH 3RD WORLD NATIONS, SLAVERY, JIM CROW, SEGREGATION, LABOR STRUGGLES, HOWARD ZINN’S “PEOPLE’S HISTORY OF THE USA” IN A NUTSHELL, IT’S A DAMNABLE LIST FOR SURE, BUT I KNEW THAT THESE WERE WAYS OF THINKING & THEY WERE CONSTRUCTED FOR CERTAIN OUTCOMES. YES, THEY WERE TRUE, BUT YOU CAN PAINT A MILLION DIFFERENT PICTURES CHERRY-PICKING WHATEVER TRUTHS YOU WANT. I HAD TO VIEW AMERICA AS IF I WAS AN IMMIGRANT FROM A REPRESSIVE DICTATORSHIP, A REFUGEE FROM A PSYCHOLOGICALLY IMPOSED INDUSTRIAL MEGA FARM THAT HAD TAKEN HOLD OF MY MIND. I HAD TO MAKE PEACE WITH HOT DOGS & AMERICA IF I WAS GOING TO EVER SUCCEED IN THIS WORLD & I HAD TO BREAK THE PSYCHIC SHACKLES THAT HAD RESTRICTED MY ABILITY TO FUNCTION ON A BASIC LEVEL. I HAD TO ACCEPT THIS REALITY & TO SEE THAT OUTSIDE OF THE BOX MY MIND HAD CREATED, THE WORLD & HISTORY ARE FILLED WITH GREAT & TERRIBLE THINGS, MUNDANE THINGS, STUPID THINGS, SAD THINGS & HAPPY THINGS & THAT IT WAS NOT MY PLACE TO JUDGE THEM OR CARRY THEM ON MY BACK LIKE ATLAS, BUT TO MAKE MY WAY, WHATEVER MY WAY WAS, REGARDLESS OF THESE THINGS. WITHOUT THE DAMNING NARRATIVE & WITH ACCEPTANCE, I CAME TO BELIEVE IN AMERICA & HOT DOGS, AS MY OWN, AS MYSELF, AS MY FAMILY. TODAY IS NATIONAL HOT DOG DAY - EAT A HOT DOG & WIELD THE SWORD OF YOUR LIFE.
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TODAY IS NATIONAL HOT DOG DAY - BY SEAN AABERG

WHEN I WAS A TEENAGER I GOT INDOCTRINATED INTO ANTI-AMERICAN, HARD-LEFT, WHITE-GUILT MONGERING, PROGRESSIVE CULTURE. I WATCHED MY MOUTH AS BEST I COULD, I BECAME A VEGETARIAN & EVEN A VEGAN, I SAW THE AMERICAN FLAG AS LITTLE DIFFERENT THAN THE NAZI SWASTIKA & I HATED CARS, MONEY, CORPORATIONS & CAPITALISM. I WAS UNCOMFORTABLE AS FUCK, EVERYTHING UPSET ME & I WANTED TO KILL MYSELF. I KNEW THAT THIS PIT OF CARING VULNERABILITY WAS MY NATURAL EXTREME EMPATHY STRAPPED ONTO TEENAGE HORMONES & THE COLLAPSE OF MY FAMILY & THE INSECURITY I FACED ABOUT HOW TO INSURE MY SUCCESS AS A HUMAN BEING, BUT I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO ESCAPE FROM THIS PIT. I FELT SCREWED. I COULD NOT GET A FOOTHOLD TO PULL MYSELF OUT OF THIS MORALIST MORASS. IN A WAY, IT WAS A STRING OF SAUSAGES, HOT DOGS TO BE PRECISE THAT PULLED ME OUT OF THIS CARE DESPAIR. I CAN REMEMBER WRITING A NOTE IN 1997 TO THE ENGLISH ARTIST & EDITOR OF PUNK CTHULHU & GODZILLA FANZINE “GIBBERING MADNESS” EVAN GRIFFITHS THAT I WAS TRYING TO “BECOME MORE EVIL” IN ORDER TO CONQUER THE OVERWHELMINGLY HELPLESS FEELINGS I WAS HAVING. AS A VEGAN & ANIMAL SYMPATHIZER, THE CREATION OF SAUSAGES WAS ABOUT THE WURST THING I COULD THINK OF. WAR WAS BAD, GOVERNMENT WAS BAD, NUCLEAR WAR WAS BAD, BUT ANIMALS BEING RAISED IN DARK, METAL, INDUSTRIAL FARMS & NEVER KNOWING FREEDOM, ONLY TO BE BRUTALLY SLAUGHTERED & THEN PROCESSED BEYOND RECOGNITION TO BE GLUTTONOUSLY CONSUMED BY SMILING, IGNORANT AMERICANS WAS SOME KIND OF METAPHOR FOR MY LIFE! I WAS THAT VULNERABLE LITTLE PIG, RAISED IN A METAL BOX, NOT EVEN CONSCIOUS ENOUGH TO WAIT FOR SLAUGHTER. THAT IS TO SAY, I WAS NOT YET WIELDING THE SWORD OF MY LIFE & MY BRAIN WAS WARNING ME TO PICK THAT FUCKER UP & START SWINGING - DAMN THE CONSEQUENCES. AMERICA WAS ANOTHER “ULTIMATE EVIL”, HAVING PINNED THE MEDAL OF “ULTIMATE EVIL” ON NAZI GERMANY & COMMUNIST RUSSIA, THE SINS OF AMERICA WERE OVER-LOOKED, FROM THE GENOCIDAL CLEARING OF NATIVE TRIBES, THE BLIND, CAPITALIST RAMPAGE ACROSS THE NATURAL BOUNTY OF THE NATION, THE CANCEROUS GROWTH OF THE SUBURBS, THE STRANGLEHOLD OF AMERICAN CORPORATE & BANKING POWER ACROSS THE GLOBE, THE NUKING OF JAPAN, THE DRUG WAR MEDDLING WITH 3RD WORLD NATIONS, SLAVERY, JIM CROW, SEGREGATION, LABOR STRUGGLES, HOWARD ZINN’S “PEOPLE’S HISTORY OF THE USA” IN A NUTSHELL, IT’S A DAMNABLE LIST FOR SURE, BUT I KNEW THAT THESE WERE WAYS OF THINKING & THEY WERE CONSTRUCTED FOR CERTAIN OUTCOMES. YES, THEY WERE TRUE, BUT YOU CAN PAINT A MILLION DIFFERENT PICTURES CHERRY-PICKING WHATEVER TRUTHS YOU WANT. I HAD TO VIEW AMERICA AS IF I WAS AN IMMIGRANT FROM A REPRESSIVE DICTATORSHIP, A REFUGEE FROM A PSYCHOLOGICALLY IMPOSED INDUSTRIAL MEGA FARM THAT HAD TAKEN HOLD OF MY MIND. I HAD TO MAKE PEACE WITH HOT DOGS & AMERICA IF I WAS GOING TO EVER SUCCEED IN THIS WORLD & I HAD TO BREAK THE PSYCHIC SHACKLES THAT HAD RESTRICTED MY ABILITY TO FUNCTION ON A BASIC LEVEL. I HAD TO ACCEPT THIS REALITY & TO SEE THAT OUTSIDE OF THE BOX MY MIND HAD CREATED, THE WORLD & HISTORY ARE FILLED WITH GREAT & TERRIBLE THINGS, MUNDANE THINGS, STUPID THINGS, SAD THINGS & HAPPY THINGS & THAT IT WAS NOT MY PLACE TO JUDGE THEM OR CARRY THEM ON MY BACK LIKE ATLAS, BUT TO MAKE MY WAY, WHATEVER MY WAY WAS, REGARDLESS OF THESE THINGS. WITHOUT THE DAMNING NARRATIVE & WITH ACCEPTANCE, I CAME TO BELIEVE IN AMERICA & HOT DOGS, AS MY OWN, AS MYSELF, AS MY FAMILY. TODAY IS NATIONAL HOT DOG DAY - EAT A HOT DOG & WIELD THE SWORD OF YOUR LIFE.

GET THE T-SHIRT AT THE PORK SHOP & SLIP IT IN.