A significant part of my brain is full of memories implanted there by Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Mayakovsky, Pushkin, Chekhov, as well as the Russian girls who I slept with. Lobotomize me! Please! We must come together on this one.
Things on the Lymeous ground here are bloody awful, as are everywhere else. The levels of mindless idiocy are off the charts.
Underground...they are a wee bit better but not by much. I mean, there's a largish number of people around who think and see things pretty much as we do here but...but...they haven't got the nerve to actually come out and say so in public. They will say it privately, one to one, if no one else is listening. Very sad.
PS. I'd really, really like to send you my latest cartoon. Be it only for private consumption, if you prefer. I'm pretty sure, by now, that you'd like it/it would make you giggle. How do I go about it?
Meanwhile, resist and bite, like the old Chasseurs Ardennais:
Yeah, these old puissant Celtic and Germanic words do have their distinct purposes.
It's noteworthy that some of them go WAY back, e.g. "cunt" likely stems from the (hypothetical but very probable) Proto-Indo-European language of the neolithic and is possibly even older.
I’m old enough to remember that in the States we renamed French fries to freedom fries when there was a conflict with France. It’s the absurdities that shift the Overton window. We are more inclined to give in to “reasonable” asks. But I very much appreciate you flippancy in this post. Humour in the face of tyranny is an underrated tool.
A significant part of my brain is full of memories implanted there by Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Mayakovsky, Pushkin, Chekhov, as well as the Russian girls who I slept with. Lobotomize me! Please! We must come together on this one.
Yeah, we need some psychosurgery here.
I, too, needed a good laugh today. Thanks for providing it.
The level of shrillness and idiocy this hysterical saga is reaching is well beyond dogs' hearing. Where will it end? Is there life before death? :-)
You're welcome, nice to hear from you. How are things on the ground over there? What's the atmosphere and all?
Things on the Lymeous ground here are bloody awful, as are everywhere else. The levels of mindless idiocy are off the charts.
Underground...they are a wee bit better but not by much. I mean, there's a largish number of people around who think and see things pretty much as we do here but...but...they haven't got the nerve to actually come out and say so in public. They will say it privately, one to one, if no one else is listening. Very sad.
PS. I'd really, really like to send you my latest cartoon. Be it only for private consumption, if you prefer. I'm pretty sure, by now, that you'd like it/it would make you giggle. How do I go about it?
Meanwhile, resist and bite, like the old Chasseurs Ardennais:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chasseurs_Ardennais
Oh FFS. I have no words. other than some very old anglo-saxon four letter ones.
Yeah, these old puissant Celtic and Germanic words do have their distinct purposes.
It's noteworthy that some of them go WAY back, e.g. "cunt" likely stems from the (hypothetical but very probable) Proto-Indo-European language of the neolithic and is possibly even older.
I had no idea. But why not? It was probably revered back then. ;)
I needed the laugh this morning, thanks!
It's such utter batshit insanity
I’m old enough to remember that in the States we renamed French fries to freedom fries when there was a conflict with France. It’s the absurdities that shift the Overton window. We are more inclined to give in to “reasonable” asks. But I very much appreciate you flippancy in this post. Humour in the face of tyranny is an underrated tool.
Thanks. We really need a new George Carlin. Well, Russel Brand does a decent job of course.