It's Probably Just Gas....

America is heading down the tubes, circling the bowl like the digested remains of a chicken parm hero. A nation that repeats the same misbegotten mistakes over an over. We re-elect a president who can't spell, speak or control his grabby-hands, who's intent on getting us all killed to support his misguided interpretation of neo-conservative gobbly-gook and the lords will. We watch films about ambiguously gendered pirates...over and over again. We keep listening to the same country western songs and melodies for decades (just change the haircuts). See that Congressman with 100 grand in his fridge...well his constituency has elected him to office over and over again like an abused spouse who keeps coming back for another slap in the face. Pop stars are disposable commodities and one of the worst symptoms of our demise...making millions upon millions of dollars for reputations and performances born of the rancid combination of dubious behavior and porto-san talent. We keep stuffing our paychecks into the gaspumps of oil companies who make a product that will ultimately melt our Dove Bars as well as bake our Alaskas (sorry). I'm tired...spent and have to get back to watching Rock Star Super Nova...later...
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