“You don’t get to have a fancy empire without having a really messed up collapse for dessert.” – Dr. Freckles
More about love …
“Love is a burning caterpillar.” – Dr. Freckles
Threats of force don’t work …
“You can STOP a problem with a gun, you can’t solve one.” – Dr. Freckles
Patina of courage …
“The kinks in your armor, the scars, the scratches, are the patina of courage.” – Dr. Freckles
MOAR MISTER SCRIBBLES …
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VER 1: BLACK

VER 2: MAROON

VER 3: TEAM PURPLE

VER 4: HEATHER FOREST

VER 5: HEATHER RASPBERRY

ATTENDANCE!
“Attendance is a prison metric.” – Dr. Freckles
NARRATIVE REMINDER …
This is what’s on the “menu”:
- US is waging this war, and the USA represent the “bad guys”.
- IRAN is responding to this war, and it is the BAD GUY.
Not on the menu: that this war could be an OP just like COVID. Which means 100% orchestrated bullshit.
Another question: how the FUCK does it benefit Iran to give Israel rest, repair and recuperation time? It doesn’t add up, and the edge lord excuses sound stupid, so they generally don’t discuss this inconvenient fact.
DYSTOPIAN MATHEMATICS
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VER 1: BLACK

VER 2: MAROON

VER 3: KELLY

VER 4: TEAM PURPLE

VER 5: TOAST

VERNAL, UT (price of water)
… and …
It’s not just UTAH … it’s everywhere.
I.G.Y.

I.G.Y. (International Geographical Year) 1957-1958:
A few years ago, on my podcast, I discussed this song – a song that haunted me from my youth. It was released in 1982, when I was 12 years old. When you’re young you don’t always see the subtlety of satire and yet, in retrospect, I consider this song satire. At the time, it seemed like a hopeful song, now I think it mocks us.
I.G.Y. by Donald Fagen
Standing tough under stars and stripes, we can tell
This dream's in sight
You've got to admit it
At this point in time that it's clear
The future looks bright
On that train, all graphite and glitter
Undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
Well, by '76 we'll be A-OK
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
Get your ticket to that wheel in space while there's time
The fix is in
You'll be a witness to that game of chance in the sky
You know we've got to win
Here at home we'll play in the city
Powered by the sun
Perfect weather for a streamlined world
There'll be spandex jackets, one for everyone
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
On that train, all graphite and glitter
Undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
(More leisure for artists everywhere)
A just machine to make big decisions
Programmed by fellas with compassion and vision
We'll be clean when their work is done
We'll be eternally free, yes, and eternally young
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
Now, unlike Donald Fagen, this is actual sideways gaslighting unironic bullshit:

