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 | So yesterday was Mission Accomplished Day | |
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| In the future, assuming there is one, and assuming civilisation escapes the choking fog of stupidity in which it is trapped today, it will be a public holiday celebrating the depths to which the human race sank in the oughties | |
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| President #&@! in a flight suit announcing that "major combat operations have ended". OH. HOW. WE. f#*kING. LAUGHED. | |
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| Except in Iraq, where we were too busy GETTING OUR f#*kING LIMBS BLOWN OFF AMID THE SCREAMS OF CHILDREN | |
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| That this f#*khole is still leader of the free world today, despite there having been A f#*kING ELECTION BETWEEN THEN AND NOW, proves that we live in an insane twirling ball of sickening despair and nonchalant brutality, where reason is strictly limited to those without the power to use it for anything more constructive than screaming into the laughing face of the abyss. | |
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| f#*k Earth, f#*k every f#*king thing on it. f#*k the whole f#*king cancerous testicle that is this planet. And that's the punchline. | |
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