And this, kids, is what is known as a tour de force.
And this, kids, is what is known as a tour de force.
Necesito
Debo hacerlo todo
POR AMOOOOR…!
Back when San Francisco’s AM talk radio station KGO was progressive, I remember one of the show hosts talking at length with disgust about the Bohemian Grove event as it was happening, about the vulgarity of the rich and powerful gathering for networking in the backdrop of pagan rituals.
A lot of assholes like John Bolton and Dick Cheney were up there, an hour or two up the coast and up the Russian River. This was before Obama was elected, maybe 2007-ish?
That fucking doublespeak clickbait headline, straight out of goddamned Orwell.
That stork is clearly trying to choke that wolf, from the inside!
I was just about to ask what about all those non-voting assholes, so many of them… a whole handful of lost generations in there, generations that could’ve, but wouldn’t, bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe or whatever.
“Gimme what I want in one election cycle… as if you had a magic political wand… as if it’s easy to also simultaneously contend with a batshit crazy right-wing hellbent on obstruction and sabotage… or I’m gonna throw the whole thing down the toilet for myself and everyone around me and on down the line.”
It may not be a coincidence that it also reads as:
“Vote for a woman? When pigs fly!”
What a mediocre batch of generations, throughout the decades. All mediocre seemingly in the exact boring same ways, in many respects. Y’all seem to be dead inside, out of boredom with yerselfs.
This is what happens when you overthink the simple act of voting, when you navel gaze for days and months any simple physical effort that requires your presence with intent. You distort what it is and how it works.
A vote nudges things towards a direction, it is NOT a magic political wand that fixes things overnight. Inertia builds up only with several election cycles of consistency.
One side is cruel and will constantly sabotage good faith whether in or out of majority power. “Good faith is for suckers” is their goddamned motto, just one in a ton of toxic ideas and knee-jerk anger and greedy gluttony. Television and internet has amplified these virulent tendencies.
Whoever decided to not vote is in a muddy mental hole and has participated through inaction in making things much worse and perilous for millions of vulnerable living beings.
I have lost my faith in the younger generations, they cannot cut through the bullshit, are actively being bombarded in bad faith messaging, and it fucking worked.
Good luck in weeding out fascists and bigots from your society now. Especially in the judicial branch, you get to keep those for life. You have stabbed yourself in the chest with a rusty knife and call it “purity”, you imbeciles.
IDS (Imminent Death Syndrome) puts us all in an awkward position.
He could go at any moment… he’s got entitilitus!
An Honored Matre with her sexy skills!
They should do a faithful-to-the-book adaptation of Moonraker!
Straight out of the mid-50s, an ICBM pointing at London and in a countdown. A race against time! (and Hugo Drax)
The opposite of a Bulwer-Lytton!
5 year ban! How about at least 15 years? In case an outright lifetime ban is not permitted by law.
“My purity is a precious delicate flower, I’m not going to soil it by voting for Democrats. Palestinians can take comfort in that!”
“Why can’t my politicians mesmerize me every day? I don’t want no competent government nerds in Washington, I need to be mesmerized every day to muster up the precious energy to go and vote!”
I will never, EVER overestimate or respect the younger generations, who can vote and won’t. They have now shown themselves to be as ignorant stupid and heartless and fickle and impatient and lazy as medieval peasants.
They are just as fucked up as their baby boomer parents or grandparents who gave Reagan and his cadre of assholes the keys to the kingdom.
How about a threefer with
Jerry
Lee
Lewis!
Reminds me of that Simon & Garfunkel lyric, along the lines of
…he’s so unhip
when you say Dylan
he thinks you’re talking about Dylan Thomas!
Whoever he was.
Old Man River. Old Man Hydra?
Talk about looking at the past with distorting rose-colored glasses!
(infinite loop until toddler needs nap.)
“The prosecution rests, Your Honor.”
As a fellow lover of Asimov, I absolutely felt the same way, and the name of David Goyer will forever be associated in my mind with mediocre arrogance and arrogant mediocrity.
Everything about the ideas and spirit of Asimov was betrayed, with predictably inferior results.
“I’m better than Asimov… look… this here’s my Ferrari!”