Trump has been greeted by massive protests in London and there are plans underway for protests in Helsinki. I won’t be attending but I’m throwing in my full support as well as continuing my hopefully-insulting Twitter story. I can’t do much but I can write.
Trump and Putin and their governments and policies all need to go away, for the good of humanity. They’re cancers and they’re feeding each other. And anyone supporting them, by action or inaction, is part of the problem.
Worth a read.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
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I wonder though if there were some Jews who had pretty extremist views. I heard they could be quite uncivil at times. Very disrespectful to the ideas of Hitler that they should all be deported, imprisoned, and then exterminated.