Why You're Here:

You've said to yourself, "beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine."

You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.

You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.

You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

That's Some Weak Faux-Outrage If You Ask Me

To which David Letterman responds brilliantly:



It's a longish clip but stick with it.

In moments like this, I think back to that great Simpsons Halloween segment where all the billboards and giant store mascots come to life and go on a rampage. The only way to stop them? Ignore them. Jon & Kate, Octomom, Sarah Palin, Sean Hannity, Heidi & Spencer, the current incarnation of the Republican Party. Fucking opium for our masses, man. So many bigger fish to fry and this is what's clogging up our rapidly atrophying attention spans?

It's enough to make a man consider moving off the grid to stockpile weapons and ammunition while simultaneously recruiting and indoctrinating like-minded people in preparation for a bloody and suicidal attack on a select group of assholes who've got it coming (the above-named people or groups are way too small-time for consideration on said list, for the record...well, Sean Hannity might be on it just to make me smile).

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