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You know what is particularly fucked here is the way guns and Trump have basically taken over the political landscape. Though there are several outlets talking about other things, the primary statements one hears are either nonsensical ramblings from Trump's supporters desperately trying to justify his foolery, or irrational claims and unsubstantiated moral pronouncements hell bent on being more ethical or morally extreme with each given iteration by the folks on the Left. This folks is no way to run a political discourse. Beyond the fact that it is nonproductive it has the additional negative value of being fucking irritating. Not any one person but the larger whole and the way their cacophony of stupidity reverberates and injects such a significant amount of noise into social media as to render it even more time consuming to navigate than it once was. Given this could just generally be there is more and more bullshit cluttering the landscape in general, which is also true, but the just constant haranguing on nonsense, most of which is the same as yesterday and is getting ever more useless as time progresses.
And keep in mind people, I have basically taken myself out of the game. That's right folks, the kid is no dummy, not gonna catch me wasting 12 hours a day in a state of near arrhythmic screaming at my screen. No way. I put in four at the most. Cut down from nearly twice that as many months ago. You know Ryan leaving may have been the best part of my week. It is the first time I felt like we had a general humanitarian victory with him walking out the door. That was up until I realized how much he would be making on talks and appearances in future. Well fuck. And I thought we were getting somewhere. Chances are, in fact, in his free time, he may just decide that we need to hear from him more or will otherwise join the caravel in the form of the coming presidential elections. Let us hope he thinks better of it.
With any hope this next years election field will be small and stuttering with one Liberal, Atheist, Lebanese, former Navy Seal, Transgender, Pacific Cartographer, Oceanographic ethnographer with a propensity for abstract conventions of language decides to run as a spoiler or some such. As bar something so intensely satisfying to the soul, I will likely find someway of configuring a Rasberry Pi to aid me in the creation of a device capable of aiding me in implosion of a highly precise area which will provide me with the perfect opportunity to stream my own definition of a social justice metaphor prior to my ultimate but swift demise. Thanks to Facebook and the governments general disregard for both privacy and constituents monies, I will able to bring this event to you live, in HD!
Going into the new week you would think that I could give you some impression that things will be good, I mean: deliver some motivational shit that would convey a more positive message, like: "sure, some of the planet is on fire...people and animals are dying at a terrific rate...the nation is run by a large buffoon dressed in an Orange man suit with the scruples of a slightly retarded baboon, but McDonald's is serving breakfast all day...so we won that one...yeah, it may kill us but it is cheap, so we have that". Not so sure that is exactly what people are looking to hear right now, but you get my point.
The fact that the president is regularly having shouting matches with other world leaders likely puts any thinking people off. From the start surely he seems a bit crass, but when you put him in perspective with the majority of other psychopaths in the world wielding medieval like control on a present population and say you compare Trump to Caligula, you can see he has a way to go. He has yet to start selling the Senator's wives, though that will surely be an interesting chapter in this little book of history.
Overall we should be fairly content that he is not showing up to press conferences in his underwear, wearing a purposefully open bathrobe, exposing a strategically stuffed Speedo. But kid yourself not folks, that shit is coming, very soon he will start breaking down. Just a few days ago I had to watch Trump as an uncomfortable mess, constantly murmuring something about Muller being big and mean. No, really, this "grown ass man" who just happens to be the president really sat on television with his arms crossed, berating a well known, accomplished, competent and decorated attorney with phrases as complex, cutting and personally-transformative as: a "...Disgraceful ...witch hunt"..."it's a disgrace"..."an attack...". I am not sure he knows many words. I mean sure, we all have our favorites, but he seems like he has a favorite 10 out of 20, or there about. Are we still talking about Hillary, really dude, I think he is going to start bringing up Obama's birth certificate again soon, better that than WWIII I guess.
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And keep in mind people, I have basically taken myself out of the game. That's right folks, the kid is no dummy, not gonna catch me wasting 12 hours a day in a state of near arrhythmic screaming at my screen. No way. I put in four at the most. Cut down from nearly twice that as many months ago. You know Ryan leaving may have been the best part of my week. It is the first time I felt like we had a general humanitarian victory with him walking out the door. That was up until I realized how much he would be making on talks and appearances in future. Well fuck. And I thought we were getting somewhere. Chances are, in fact, in his free time, he may just decide that we need to hear from him more or will otherwise join the caravel in the form of the coming presidential elections. Let us hope he thinks better of it.
With any hope this next years election field will be small and stuttering with one Liberal, Atheist, Lebanese, former Navy Seal, Transgender, Pacific Cartographer, Oceanographic ethnographer with a propensity for abstract conventions of language decides to run as a spoiler or some such. As bar something so intensely satisfying to the soul, I will likely find someway of configuring a Rasberry Pi to aid me in the creation of a device capable of aiding me in implosion of a highly precise area which will provide me with the perfect opportunity to stream my own definition of a social justice metaphor prior to my ultimate but swift demise. Thanks to Facebook and the governments general disregard for both privacy and constituents monies, I will able to bring this event to you live, in HD!
The fact that the president is regularly having shouting matches with other world leaders likely puts any thinking people off. From the start surely he seems a bit crass, but when you put him in perspective with the majority of other psychopaths in the world wielding medieval like control on a present population and say you compare Trump to Caligula, you can see he has a way to go. He has yet to start selling the Senator's wives, though that will surely be an interesting chapter in this little book of history.
Overall we should be fairly content that he is not showing up to press conferences in his underwear, wearing a purposefully open bathrobe, exposing a strategically stuffed Speedo. But kid yourself not folks, that shit is coming, very soon he will start breaking down. Just a few days ago I had to watch Trump as an uncomfortable mess, constantly murmuring something about Muller being big and mean. No, really, this "grown ass man" who just happens to be the president really sat on television with his arms crossed, berating a well known, accomplished, competent and decorated attorney with phrases as complex, cutting and personally-transformative as: a "...Disgraceful ...witch hunt"..."it's a disgrace"..."an attack...". I am not sure he knows many words. I mean sure, we all have our favorites, but he seems like he has a favorite 10 out of 20, or there about. Are we still talking about Hillary, really dude, I think he is going to start bringing up Obama's birth certificate again soon, better that than WWIII I guess.
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