Sunday, June 06, 2010
Sleeping through Grease
Polistra repeats this scene with a slight variation.
Interesting, isn't it?
Dead birds coated with grease are HEARTBREAKING in some contexts.
Dead birds coated with grease are YUMMY in other contexts.
Listen here, rich assholes: If you eat the billions of YUMMY dead birds coated with grease, you're not entitled to bitch and moan and beat your breast about the handful of HEARTBREAKING dead birds coated with grease.
It's all about hippy-ass prissy-ass esthetics. Nothing less, nothing more.
You want wind and solar (which are net consumers of power, not producers) but you don't want the windmills anywhere near your precious-ass beaches. Your Lamborghinis and your 600-horsepower Maybach Saloons and your 300-room mansions waste far more oil than this one well, but you'd never in a billion years ride a bus.
Fucking monsters. Kill them all. Time for a revolution. 100 Megatons on DC, 100 Megatons on NY. ¶ 8:35 PM
Polistra repeats this scene with a slight variation.
Interesting, isn't it?
Dead birds coated with grease are HEARTBREAKING in some contexts.
Dead birds coated with grease are YUMMY in other contexts.
Listen here, rich assholes: If you eat the billions of YUMMY dead birds coated with grease, you're not entitled to bitch and moan and beat your breast about the handful of HEARTBREAKING dead birds coated with grease.
It's all about hippy-ass prissy-ass esthetics. Nothing less, nothing more.
You want wind and solar (which are net consumers of power, not producers) but you don't want the windmills anywhere near your precious-ass beaches. Your Lamborghinis and your 600-horsepower Maybach Saloons and your 300-room mansions waste far more oil than this one well, but you'd never in a billion years ride a bus.
Fucking monsters. Kill them all. Time for a revolution. 100 Megatons on DC, 100 Megatons on NY. ¶ 8:35 PM
