AND THE EPA FUN NEVER STOPS

[Forsooth]

Also, I have a theory about environmental scientists who go to work for the EPA. Environmental scientists, like people in public health and sociology, start out all idealistic and optimistic about changing the world for the better, and fixing things. In school, they learn that everything is fucked and the government is heinously corrupt, so the good ones, in possession of this knowledge, choose to work for local and State agencies or slightly less-evil corporations. This leaves the environmental science equivalent of George Zimmerman, who brainwash themselves into believing that the EPA is not one of the three most corrupt government agencies in the USA and that they are Saving The World by riding herd on overworked maintenance managers.

this.

Granted i'm just an under grad, but I've seen the  opinions of several acquaintances change over the semesters in a very similar pattern. Especially the pot smokers and weekend protestors

[Pæs]

When they talk to each other, it's almost like "1011000111001100001110".  They are machine people.

Should I read this and get a mental image of their mouths opening abnormally wide while they screech to each other like 56k modems?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

When they talk to each other, it's almost like "1011000111001100001110".  They are machine people.

Should I read this and get a mental image of their mouths opening abnormally wide while they screech to each other like 56k modems?

Just like shrieky girls.

[Telarus]

 

[tyrannosaurus vex]

obviously this is what you need (click for PDF):

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

  That was awesome.

[Faust]

How many fucking regulatory bodies need to respond to a loss of containment?  ALL OF THEM.  Because they DON'T TALK TO EACH OTHER.  I have been inspected on the same thing 6 TIMES NOW.  Creepy part:  All 6 inspectors looked like carbon copies of each other, with minor variations in hair color.  Other than that, they all had the same pop-bottle glasses, the same scraggly mustache, the same EXACT clothes, etc.

It's like I'm in some dystopian novel, being attacked by clones bearing Blackberries. 

Where the fuck do these people come from?  They're not zombies, yet they seem lifeless.  They all talk like they're stoned.  I knew civil service was bad, but I wasn't prepared for THIS.  Even the people in the IRS can smile, for fuck's sake, even if it's only when they see bad car accidents.

We can only hope that they don't breed true without the assistance of some sort of evil science.  In some ways, they're worse than the 500 pound WalMart People™, even though not one of them has a spare ounce on them.

Note:  I have 4 more inspections this week.

Words cannot express how much I hate humanity right now.  You should all SHUT UP and GET OFF OF MY PLANET. 

Or kill me.

Could it be that each of the regulatory bodies are actually a front for the same handful of civil servants and it WAS the same guy every time, collecting six different paychecks under six assumed names, and that he takes you for a fool by only changing his hair colour when he meets you?