“Detroit was to the AUTOMOTIVE WORLD, what Seattle will be and is to tech.” – Dr. Freckles
Freedom, and physical assault …
“If you don’t know the difference between freedom and physical assault, you will be treated like an animal.” – Dr. Freckles
Talked about on YOUTUBE …
“If it’s being talked about on YouTube, it’s probably wrong.” – Dr. Freckles
Of government and death stars …
“Government usually implodes before the first death star ever gets BUILT.” – Dr. Freckles
What’s up with the battleship death stars in that one movie … ???
“YOU!” (blamestorming prep)
I get hippos … (but now fucking HORSES … fuck)
What about:
train horses to hunt and kill cows and then to feast on the fermenting grass in the cow’s bellies?
Why do this?
People that ask get eaten by horses.
Follow me on this …
Period piece horror film, set in Ancient Greece, Mycenean fucking times … 1100 BC shit …
“TROJAN HORSES”
Troy raises horses to eat human flesh, they build a giant wooden horse in which TINIER CARNIVOROUS horses are hidden …
Whole movie is some human chase scene with horses eating the assholes out of greasy smelly Greeks.
Trump and Police
“TRUMP and BACK THE BLUE go together like fava beans and human kidneys.” – Dr. Freckles
Joy-Joy People
“People that suffer from depression know MORE about JOY, than the joy-joy people do.” – Dr. Freckles
Boy Who Cried “Toilet Paper” …
When I talked about the “toilet paper shortage” in 2020, I talked about the:
“Boy Who Cried Wolf” Operation …
- create a fake panic about shortages
- in the future, the population, enough of them, will ignore real signals of coming shortages
remembering that WAR GAME so long ago …
Truth and Blindsight
“At the end, people will have blindsight with respect to the truth.” – Dr. Freckles
Trump is going to save you?
“If you think Trump is going to save you? – you probably can’t be saved.” – Dr. Freckles
Libraries …
THE HEIST
My old KENTUCKY RIFLE …
I’m not a fudd or luddite: but I think both black powder AND archery should be considered when preparing for the times ahead. This makes NEITHER a good substitute for a suitable semi-automatic carbine or pistol (and the implied training and proper ammo).
Good luck …
If you believe Trump represents Christian values? – good luck.
Dumber than …
“At this point in time: the only thing dumber than debating a Keynesian or Communist is wasting time on a crypto-freak.” – Dr. Freckles
Remember “malls” …
Remember going to that food court and ordering that REAL ITALIAN pizza slice, named after some Mexican killed in France?
Remember those FUN STORES with fake shit and whoopie cushions? You could buy your girl a mood ring and then test your love at the YMCA shower … those were days, mall rat days.
Some SCRYB is selling cell phone plans in the main hall, and he says “LISTEN UP VERN, YOU GONNA BUY THIS RINGLE DING” … and it’s all I can do to keep myself from braining this GUY with a baseball bat from DICK’S SPORTS.
I would go to Nordstrom’s and try on their spring/summer pastel button down BULLSHIT. I’d go home to my dorm room at the UW and watch GEORGE F. WILL mind fuck me with sideways “small government republican” tripe, as I drifted deeper into a personal abyss that almost destroyed me … but malls helped, amirite?
You remember going to the mall with RITA, and trying on the mascara-dick-wand at Frederick’s? – she would tease you with those strapless bras, and those tube tops, but you were her jizzum king, and she was your sandwich dream. You’d spend the day watching Woody Allen films and trying on skirts and shoes … she would … you’d pay. And by the time the sun was going down, you’d grab takeout from Old Style Panda Express, their motto used to be “Real Good Panda, Real Fast … Panda Express” … you’d get the Orange Panda, and she’d order General Tso’s Panda, and you’d make love in your studio apartment till the sun came up … somewhere.
The mall is where RICK broke your small ginger heart. He was big and strong and played football, he said he’d marry you one day. But instead he left you pregnant, and you’d just finished seeing Jurassic Park … so you think life is a shame. And Rick had his game and he ended up lame and washed up near S’compton. But your cat-spirit burned hot, and you made your way to Hot Topic for some new tees …
There was this store, at this one mall …
Called “S’kleeves”, and it only sold sleeveless clothes …
Gumbo freaks and EAST SIDE TOMMIES and various law enforcement would frequent S’kleeves for buying wife beater t-shirts and sleeveless coats and jackets … the same place would sell MERCURY LOVE POTION from the Philippines, and very abrasive rope, and cloth masks, chloroform …
I recall going to SEARS and buying a new bicycle … I rode and rode and rode down MUH ROADS all summer day long … chased by midget-squirrels and pettergast-flies … and the sun rose so high in the sky … and I was at peace, because of malls.
Malls were our AMAZON.
Malls were our INTERNET.
Malls were our SOCIAL NETWORK.
Malls is where we first contracted genital crabs …
Malls is where we bought smack from Birney.
Malls is where the world died.
Malls.
Bugs is steak …
“Bugs is hamburger. QED: bugs is steak.” – Alan Greenspan
Sheep dipping the long con … (I haven’t beat up on CRYPTO in a while)
Ross Ulbricht, as a phenomena (real or not), makes a lot more sense in the context of #bitcoin …
(sort of like sheep dipping a long con)
I think #BTC is a “broken windows” machine.
(if you’ve read Bastiat, you know)
If the grifter’s “proof” that what they’re doing is good or right is by showing you their bank account?
(if you have a soul, run)