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Checked to see if I had done this, realized I hadn't, and immediately decided to jump at the chance to talk for the sake of talking.

In any case, first heard of this lot about 3 years ago, started checking the forum out a year back, and made an account somewhere along the way so I could more effectively be fake deep. It's a better place to be than most.

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I find it hard to believe this will cost any Republican politicians any votes in the 2026 elections. But, it's fun to watch the sociopath-in-chief squirm because he's suddenly lost control of the MSM narrative. I guess producing a reality TV show is not always as personally rewarding as it looks.

It's hard to ignore the man behind the curtain when he's flopping around like a dead fish, screaming all the while

Unfortunately for a fascist regime that produces reality TV performances for its adoring, shit-eating MAGAt followers, this show appears to have been a ratings bust. Now, the official TV rating numbers aren't in yet, but the video footage clearly shows near empty bleachers along the parade route. And, I haven't seen any estimates of the parade crowd size above 10,000 people.

I know myself and quite a few others were able to register for tickets and then simply not show up, among friends we were able to block out about 50 seats for everyone from Ben Dover to Homme Orange

Went to a No Kings protest today. Turnout was about 1500, which is pretty good for my podunk little town.

Only had a couple yahoos shouting obscenities at us from their cars. I pointed and laughed at them.

Fun stuff.

Hell yeah

Happy late Discoflux One and All, Fairest and Fallen. Any fun ideas on what to do with a small, handheld, stolen disco ball? You may consider this a thought experiment if you like, but its really I have a small, stolen disco ball, and nothing to do with it.

Found this old labor song on the Anarchist Library and figured this was the place to leave it.

https://theanarchistlibrary.org/library/joseph-a-labadie-i-welcome-disorder

Honestly I think the ideas of the Telegram to Jehovah would be fun to integrate, but that might be just because I like the idea "God got demoted for gross incompetence" has a lot of directions it could go lyrically. Other than that, The Battle Hymn of the Eristocrasy is about the only already musical thing I can think of. Good luck, the project sounds fun!

What kind of stuff are you looking for?

The horrors just aren't fresh anymore, so we're settling for man-made, and they're drawing a small crowd.

Thank you for both clarifications, I've always been more on the biology side of things. Other than that I've got nothing right now. Questions are often more difficult to find than answers.

I would clarify that I mean the Legion of the most sacred Principia, and apologize for the confusion, autocorrect is a strange thing, though I will also admit that I definitely could've simply not written the right thing.

Though mostly it seems unaligned with Discordians sticking apart, I was wondering if any modern Discordians considered themselves part of the League of Dynamic Discord? More of an idle curiosity than anything else, and it was the radiation instead of the curiosity that killed a certain cat anyway.

Wrote something as something, maybe its something

So I'm sitting next to a friend of mine while we're at a competition

I'm in a silver cloak and navy blue dress, and he's sitting there in a black trench coat with an umbrella at his side. One of us is competing in a costume contest. We both dress like this almost everyday.

In his hand, he has a small paperback copy of The Prince, and in mine, I have a book of a very different (yet similar) kind, written by a man named Mitchell (Larry) not Machiavelli.

As I reach the last page for the third time that week, I hand the book off to another friend of mine, this one in a purple cloak.

They accept it with a nod, followed by him calling me a twat-waffle in sign language.

As a tip my head back, I speak to my friend in the trench coat.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

He snorts, and turns to the next page

"Something like that."

I hit him on the shoulder, and he puts the book down, before joining me in looking up at the ceiling.

He pauses, thinking for a minute, before speaking again.

"It's insane, I think, entertaining, yes, but would you call a trainwreck beautiful?"

My other friend, without hesitation, responds:

"Yes"

And in that moment, I get it, I think.

Insane, and entertaining, and horrifying, and changing, and yes it is beautiful.

And it is beautiful.

And She is beautiful.

"Huh"

And then I grab another piece of pizza, and the moment is gone.

But the Goddess Prevails