I don’t wake up screaming at five am most mornings. I don’t lie on the floor for hours on end. I don’t spend my wages for mindless hours down the arcade. I don’t find myself shoved needlessly on the underground. I don’t revel in riches drawn from exploiting those I percieve as weaker to me. I don’t sign on. I don’t sign off. I managed to flick that switch in my head to OFF years ago - a combination of endless hours spent playing Dr Mario on the Gameboy, avoiding TV and the media (both print and web) and adult life, and brain fatigue caused by too much alcohol. All I ever wanted to do was not think, have no imagination because it’s always imagination that trips you up.

I like to sing along lustily to songs with recognisable tunes - Lesbo Pig, Ramones, The Legend!

I appear on TV, but only if people don’t have to pay me.

I am Everett True, media renegade.