The Bastard Series Eleven. by Robert Phillips

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What I think of word bullies. They are certainly magicians. It goes to eleven. It always does. Like a good satire of hard rock. Like a spinal tap. Watch out for people who use big esoteric catch-cries to hide facts.

Also called the hobo series. Attacking hobos is a sport in Western Australia. Just ask the bastards I’m with. I complain, no one stops their lies. I have a heart condition and the bastards using my name refuse to face me.


“He’s a white trash nigger.”

“Someone has to feed us continuously ……. its amazing!!”

“You watch his legs, I’ll watch his hands….”

A few pages from my not even slightly paranoid art diary, unless the people I’m been hearing about are now deceased. Apparently, ‘the policeman told them they could’. Golden girls. A ‘way’ they’ll say. To hear my version see robertemerald at links below: (music) (me)

Also, for more intelligent fodder and reputation war see below: (art, short stories)

Illustrator trained in Graphic Design, Animation and Pre-Press. Love art and photography. Love the ocean. Reading history. Thank you God.

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