As the asylum reaches for full tard
I just have no words for the insanity I am witness to. I’m sure many of my readers will concur. If you don’t, and scratch your head about what I’m saying, just leave now: I haven’t the time nor the crayons to explain it.
Where to now. This experiment is over. There is not one law or regulation that means jack since Rule of Law was taken out back and shot in the head. What we have now is Rule of Elite, and they mean to stay in power and us little people need to fall in line or be reduced to chicken scratch and acorn flour. And thats assuming they dont just ‘cancel’ you, cut your bank access, and impound your entire list of property, after shooting your dog and kidnapping your kids to be ‘re-educated’ by ‘proper people’. NPR peeps are on tape stating this very idea,, we have officially crossed into the twilight zone.
But for all that, I’m at peace. Doesn’t matter what the next month year decade has in store for me, I will deal with it as I need. Were that I a part of a larger group, I would be stressed to my limits, but I have only myself to worry about.
But these ass-hats thinking, once Trump is out of the way, really do not understand that Ttump was the tool hired to do a job, and he did it well. It would be nice to see him finish what he started, but at this stage, no one I know is holding him accountable for failing to drain the swamp. It was much wider and deeper than anyone had reason to believe. He did a bang up job showing us how big and wide the corruption has grown. And his efforts have allowed us to see the figures involved. We have been taking notes the since November 3rd.
Now it falls to where it always does: the boots on the ground.
When the state fails to recognize the people, the people are absolved of loyalty to the state. We are there. Toe the line, obfuscate the ‘rules’, pretend something other than your reality and revel in knowing the insane will eat themselves, ESPECIALLY when they can’t isolate an enemy. Be grey, be invisible, like a flea in the carpet, constantly nipping, but never seen. Do your dance all the way up to their lines, but never cross it. And LAUGH!!! Oh gawd how they hate to be laughed at. Joel has that title all tied up: ‘the ultimate answer to Kings: a belly laugh.’ Ridicule is the ultimate weapon against the hollow minded elite that demand respect not earned.
The dance card are filling up and the ball starts soon.