And what did the working class do this election?
They gave the keys to the kingdom to the con men, and that includes the twitter and amazon assholes.
That’ll fix things! That’ll show 'em!
And what did the working class do this election?
They gave the keys to the kingdom to the con men, and that includes the twitter and amazon assholes.
That’ll fix things! That’ll show 'em!
Because if it wasn’t Gaza, it would have been another excuse to not lift a lazy goddamned finger and still delude themselves into feeling "morally superior"while sitting on their fat mediocre asses at home.
Before Harris, they also leaned heavily on the “Sleepy Joe” bullshit and “two old white men up for election, who cares”. Once the old “Sleepy Joe” element was removed from the equation, they had to find a way to keep their goddamned stubbornly lazy and ignorant narrative intact.
Now that the election is over, most of these “concerned and outraged” deadweight assholes will never think about Gaza and the plight of its’ people again. And they will keep on feeling smug about themselves.
Didn’t The French Connection also begin with cops in disguise, too?
I seem to remember it, but it also feels like my memory could be playing tricks on me.
Then the sun develops a fungal infection, and don’t scratch that itchy rash, it’ll only make it worse.
Knee deep in the hoopla
Smoking from a hookah
If that’s the general flavor we’re looking for, I’d also vote to add Jean Pierre Melville’s 1967 film Le Samouraï with Alain Delon.
The 1973 film with Edward Fox and Michael Lonsdale - about an assassination attempt on Charles de Gaulle - is a complex masterpiece of clinical and steady suspense crescendo, one of the very few films my father ever recommended to me, along with the 1954 French thriller The Wages Of Fear, and I’ll be damned if the old man wasn’t spot on, with impeccable taste.
Of course I hope you are right, but if after the past decade and everything that has happened, that has been said, this election seems to be in a dead heat instead of Harris/Waltz winning by anything other than a landslide, I hold no illusions about the intelligence and decency of the “average” american voter, these people are already dead inside, or at least not too far removed from illiterate medieval peasants, easily dazzled by bullshit and god-kings with magic political wands… abraca-fucking-dabra.
“How quaint”… cracks knuckles, proceeds to type a hundred words a minute with all ten fingers on a QWERTY board.
And under socialism in the 20th century, science was an institution that only funds research that advances whatever narrative the hermetic powers-that-be decided to push and strengthen their grip on power, their obsession with secretiveness and projecting an image of infallibility.
Take the Soviet Union.
T.D. Lysenko and his crackpot food engineering ideas is one such glaring example. But boy oh boy could he talk a “toe the party line” game and suck up to Stalin.
Or how about how the kremlin rendered nearly one quarter of Kazakhstan uninhabitable due to their relentless nuclear testing. And they nearly did that for all of western Europe with Chernobyl.
In the name of workers and science, we shall poison your land. Science for the workers’ paradise, rejoice, comrades!
Thank god the redtangle is there
FTFYa!
Get Up (Feel Like Being An Art School Machine)
Fertility symbols and religion, going together like chocolate and peanut butter since… since at least before chocolate and peanut butter.
But what about Doctor Detroit, then? And Doctor Strangelove?
As a cloud of electrons, I agree to everything my electromagnetic field says. If it doesn’t want to go through that wall, we are not going through that wall.
Angry weirdo with a willfully low IQ showing that reality doesn’t even matter to him anymore, stubbornly lazy and ignorant, insists on throwing a blunt destructive and self-destructive tantrum.
This is the equivalent of smearing himself in his own feces, then probably wondering why so many avoid him like the plague.
…really says it all huh
No it doesn’t. It doesn’t say it all. All it says is that the author is addicted to the infotainment algorithms and fancies himself to understand EVERYTHING… and it’s all bleak, all cynicism.
Judge:
Dudes: Whoa… epic!
For a second or three there, I read that as: