Our currently fondest dream,
inspired mere moments ago, is that the very next time thought leaders or business leaders or art leaders or whatever the fuck-tuck-tucking hell they consider themselves gather in some shit-hole like Aspen, Davos or (actual shit-hole) Long Beach to pat themselves on the back for being rich, white & oh-so-clever
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Yes, we hope (No praying, 'though.) for these people to die. |
that there is a terrorist incident & every last one of these people (& all their toadies & flunkies) dies in the counter-attack by gov't. forces. Or that the auditorium burns to the ground w/o survivors. At the least, someone could shout "Fire!" & hope they panic.
Because these people are not part of any solutions, they are part of the problems, & many of them are directly responsible for the problems.
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Shrill M.B. is shrill.
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Not Nasal, 'Though Editor Demands:
Where's the Pulitzer in Shrillness, then?
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