Growling
Extremely convective thought! Neural CAPE = 5000 J/kG.
I was growling at the
monstrous antihumans who are designing self-driving cars to serve as
weapons for the Final Purge. These Googlemonsters have certainly never driven a car or walked. They always ride in Google Maybach Superstretch Limos or Google Private Gulfstream Hypersonic Superjets. Their delicate bound Googlefeet have never touched rude vulgar pavement. Their Googlebubble of infinite evil is so hermetically sealed that they can actually say:
Dmitri Dolgov, head of software for Google’s Self-Driving Car Project, said that one thing he had learned from the project was that human drivers needed to be “less idiotic.”
I growled: "You've sold your soul to Satan, but he didn't get much in the bargain."
Here the convective thought pops up: Satan is a plankton-feeder. He has to keep vacuuming up souls because the ones that drop into his territory are dessicated and microscopic.

Pointless and mythical thought, but a satisfying image. Old Five Eyes makes a good Satan.