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niktemadur
I can hear their goddamned chants…
Every square yard counts!
Every square yard counts!
When it suits them. That is basically how it does work, to their benefit. If it benefitted Democrats, well then… “that’s entirely different, see?”, they’d be screaming to high heaven at the “unfair librul conspiracy to take over the government!”
Then Einstein and Bohr broke everything again. Then Dirac and Feynman put it back together again. Now, we’ve basically got it all worked out…
For these mouth-breathers, “'Murica! Freeeedum!” means:
Whatever lazy, angry, ignorant, all-viscera-no-brains image I cooked up while living alone and bitter in a neglected and crumbling old house with a few “KEEP OUT!”/“TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT” signs around the goddamned perimeter.
Their tiny little minds live in a tiny, narrow and flat, miserable little world. And here’s the kicker - that’s the way they want it, out of sheer lazy inertia.
Fuck russia for making life cheap. Everything else stems from that one central goddamned tenet. Not only are they stubbornly miserable, they stubbornly insist on making those around them as miserable as they are.
EDIT: I will never forget - and neither should anyone else - that vandalism graffiti the barbaric invaders left on that public park restroom in Bucha: “Who gave you permission to live this well?”
We have told you, our viewing audience, virtually nothing at all about the vice-president for three years, even though we are supposed to be… you know… “the news”.
Now here’s a reality television-style data dump on top of you, out of the blue and with a shrill emotional tone to it, even though we are supposed to be… you know… “the news”.
One can detect the obvious mechanism of political infotainment a little more clearly when they have to stop midway and change the cartridge. Or maybe it’s more like the grind of a sausage factory.
Billions and billions of THC molecules, winding their way within veins, passing through the violent pumping whirlpool of the heart, then thrust out with great force via the arteries and capillaries of the circulatory system, carried along by red blood cells, pushed upwards against the force of gravity, towards their final destination in the cerebral cortex, where they take one final step through the blood/brain threshold and into the roiling soupstuff of consciousness…
A full century after the Spanish Influenza and we still got to witness how so many imbeciles remain untouched by education and empathy.
What a dismayingly timeless old comic.
Two bee
Ore knot
Two bee…
…sorry, I zoned out there for a second… what was the question?
Never ask her anything at all. I mean… who cares? Why do people constantly try to squeeze infotainment from the emotionally ill? It ain’t healthy, all around. For anyone.