They Are Gutting A Body of Water - Webmaster (2022) MUSIC VIDEO

They Are Gutting A Body of Water - "Webmaster"
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Sam and Johanna were both born in Nutley, New Jersey a few months after the start of the 21st century. They were raised by loving, conservative parents. It wasn’t that the Robert’s or Smith’s were active in Politics, just that they held certain beliefs about the values of the country that had allowed them and their immigrant parents to ascend to the upper middle class. While Sam and Johanna did not grow up in the same house or with the same parents, they went to the same elementary, middle, and high school and they never really left Nutley aside from the rare family vacation or visit to a relative. Throughout their decade of school together they sometimes made eye contact accidentally but never really spoke. Sam had always played soccer and Johanna had always played music. Until the first day of Ms. Anderson’s 9th grade English class, where they sat next to each other. Sam had spent the past summer working at a small pizza and sub restaurant owned by his father’s cousin - where he was exposed to the work of Morrisey by one of his co-workers. Sam felt like this music filled a kind of void inside him he never knew existed. On the third day of school he showed up to class in a MEAT IS MURDER t-shirt, a purchase he had ordered from the website aliexpress.com five weeks earlier. Johanna scoffed at him as he sat down.
“What?” Sam said.
“You listen to The Smiths?”
“Yeah... do you?”
“No lol. That guy’s a xenophobic piece of shit.”
Johanna had never turned in her chair to face him. She continued staring at the white board and Sam slumped back into his chair. What the fuck just happened? He thought to himself. What was xenophobia? A girl had never rattled him like this. His throbbing 14 year old hormones were upset and turned on. Sam was now enthralled with Johanna and while at first she paid him quite literally no attention, she began to pity him and be entertained by his complete unawareness of radical politics. She felt as a devout socialist that while he maybe wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, at least he was curious and had a crush on her so she could probably rope him into some form of the political organizing that had now taken over her life.
A month later the two had become genuinely fond of each other. Sam was ditching soccer practice to protest the removal of the town’s statue of Christopher Columbus, and every once in a while they would make out when he walked her home. In the fall of 2015 though, the Party of Socialism and Liberation was hosting its annual conference dedicating to “ending fascism worldwide.” For Johanna, this was a must-attend event. She knew her parents would never agree to let her travel alone to Ohio where she knew no one except her best friend Olivia. While the two girls had never actually met, a few months ago in a Google hangout organized by party leaders across America they hit it off and had started Snapchatting constantly. They had a 237 day streak now. She discussed her plight with Sam one day after school while he walked her home.
“I can hotwire a car.” Sam said
“You can?”
“Yeah. My older brother’s fraternity all had to like learn that shit when they were getting hazed and then they taught me one night over winter break last year.”
She came up with a plan. On Sunday they would sneak out of their houses after their rents went to bed, usually around eleven o’clock. Sam had already picked the car, a 2011 Subaru Impreza.
The night arrived. Sam broke into the car window with his elbow and to his own surprise, easily connected the wires beneath the steering wheel and hit the gas. He floored it off into the street and realized he had never driven a car except in Grand Theft Auto and Mariokart. It seemed so easy to him. He got to Johanna’s house and she got in the car. They put the windows down and played music and felt alive. Like Bonnie and Clyde. After a while they stopped at a gas station because Sam wanted to see if the man at the counter would sell them cigarettes. He sold them cigarettes. Sam and Johanna smoked a cigarette for the first time. Then they drove off again. Sam had his hand on Johanna’s thigh. He couldn’t take it any more. He stopped the car and kissed her. Then she jumped outside and started running into the woods. Sam was confused and called her name. But she kept running. He got out of the car and started after her. She stopped in a clearing and laid down on the forest floor. As she looked to her right, she saw something in the distance. A bright light flashed over her skin. She wasn’t sure where it came from. Something felt different. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Sam found her in the clearing and she looked like she was passed out. But she wasn’t. She jolted up to where he stood over her and stabbed him repeatedly with a knife she kept in her pocket.
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