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Can't write if you don't have an index finger.

I guess you could but that would suck.

He does look constipated.

Yeah, but it's not shit he's full of.

No, wait. It is.

We're all engaged in a collective fiction, anyway.

Fire the fucking writers.

Cool, you deal with the Union then. And just you try getting ratings when they go on strike.

you know, I haven't actually seen Road Warrior -- my impression is that it's set in contemporary Australia.

It's misery porn that could have fit into 35 minutes as an action flick.

A almost admire how painfully deprived you must be as a human being to think this way.

Also the "Age of Reason" relies on you to make it happen. It doesn't mean the rest of the insane fuckholes who run things are part of  it.

4/14/2020

I'm putting this here because I will not soil the data thread with it, but it IS an exemplar of the misinformation problem. I was sent this by my brother when we got into a bit of an argument about Donnie. I told him that Donnie was lying and he leaped to his defense like he was a Secret Service agent who saw a gun. He cited the "Illuminati" shit that is rife within my family and I tried to explain to him that the factions now in play barely resemble the old shit anymore, and moreover that our aunt, among others, was mostly wrong about the power dynamic then and that NOW it's a completely different game. He was like "I KNOW and President Trump is a hero for bringing it all down." essentially. THAT SET ME OFF!!(.... just this moment he sent a second video) we had it out a bit and he basically dug his heels in and kept fucking that pig harder and harder. He told me to watch the first video below. I am in the process so as to understand the horse shit he's huffing and it's WORSE than I thought, much, much worse than I fucking thought. I had to take a break to get this out but intend to finish the video(s). I suggest that nobody else do so unless they need an emetic effect and desire insomnia. It would be FUNNY if not for the MILLIONS that hold it true with fanatical, dangerous, blind devotion. My brother is gone. A horrible THING is pretending to be him and trying to make ME like IT.

I have said before that the "Age of Reason" (merely a brief season really) is dead and that we live in the Neo-Mythic era wherein superstition and bullshit become exaggerated in power beyond all belief by technology and advanced Sophistry. Here's the proof of that below. I lost my brother to it a WHILE ago and barely noticed the changes. I'm so fucking tired.

https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=522236455129860 (still watching, though I've seen enough)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjjybyJ59Lw&fbclid=IwAR1aqw5Jytczc88f-76YWPUOy6HDBXx3kX-QAJqR4vzj1Qvb-8NsrFPvz1M (dessert)

Thanks, could you not spoil the plot of future Marvel Movies next time okay.

This is the face a man makes when he's holding shit back.

This is the new thing we're doing.  Be my friend:

https://myspace.windows93.net/index.php?id=5904

I dunno. I don't like the look of your other friends.

What I think Vermin Supreme understands is that we're probably never going to have a choice that matters as much as we deserve. Not as long as we continue to play the game.

By God did we play the game this time around. We played it harder than before. Because we're stupid.

Let me put it this way; here's a screenshot of the film I've been working on for the past forever:

Vote Vermin Supreme.

You all and I have a lot more in common than either of us have ever let on, much less felt comfortable with.

Does this mean
That you will vote
Vermin Supreme?

Voting for Vermin Supreme is a spiritual experience. It has nothing to do with actual voting. In that sense, I voted for Vermin Supreme a long time ago.

You don't do it with a write-in. You do it in your own way. And you've got to figure out what that way is.

Yeah, accelerationism has a pretty dismal track record. People are, if nothing, very good at adapting to the status quo and a new normal.

Adaptation is survival. Revolution represents uncertainty.

To be fair, revolution in a lot of places has turned out to be shit. Most people just want to be able to get up and do "normal" stuff and not care about anyone else outside of their immediate sphere. Plenty of those don't even care that far. Hell, I often don't. Do you?

Vote Vermin Supreme.

You all and I have a lot more in common than either of us have ever let on, much less felt comfortable with.

In other words, no, Joe Biden is not sweet. He's a malignancy. But obviously he's now the choice between malignancy and just putting a bullet in our heads.

I was okay with Trump winning in 2016, just because I felt everyone would learn a lesson from shit getting fucked up.

Turns out people don't learn lessons. So rather than re-enacting the ending of Return to the Planet of the Apes, I'm going to otherwise silently contribute to ousting the current regime of absolute insanity and work on trying to upset the Status Quo™ when it becomes the status quo again.

I'd question even how "sweet and nice" Joe Biden is. If you haven't seen his comments about millenials and why he opposes universial healthcare, you should give them a look some time.

The images come from a book called Miss Nelson is Missing, in which a totally perfect teacher has rowdy students who won't listen to her. The next day, they get the worst substitute in the world: Viola Swamp, an evil harpy who has zero tolerance. Desperate to get their old teacher back, they wind up trailing her around town and wondering why she isn't in class. The book ends with her magically showing back up and the students being happy and docile. The final pages show her at home grading papers with her closet door open, and inside hangs the wardrobe of the substitute.

"Sweet and nice" BELONG in quotes. Nobody questions that Miss Nelson was the "perfect" teacher, but if she was so perfect, why couldn't she figure out how to reach out to those terrible students other than pretending to be a horrible witch? No, it's the STUDENTS who are to blame, and they must be shown that THINGS CAN ALWAYS BE WORSE.

Hogwash. Indoctrination, if you ask me.