Flat-out like a lizard drinking past two days so all’s been quiet.
Quickly in this evening just to leave an old bit o’ music, again, wot’s rather apt for these crazy, hazy daze we’re having to suffer through.
Apart from that, I think – and I’ve still got the head ache to prove it – I’ve figured out how it works. We invade a country because very bad fellows live there. We win with the MSM reporting such as our soldiers are forging ahead, sweeping all resistance before them. Later, we leave and the bad boys take over again with the MSM filming and crying about so many fellows and felleses desperately fleeing their country.
So wot do our betters do? Invite a good chunk of the population of the country we invaded round ours.
I would suggest, in the near future, if you take your car to one of they hand car wash thingies, and many more are about to spring up, immediately upon pulling out you stop, get out and check below your car for any strange looking stuff wot’s been surreptitiously stuck there... Only kidding. I hope.
Quote; Mark M. Bello.
“Change was, indeed, possible, one person at a time.”
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