The woman who set up the help network, was a retired teacher, who taught a class on cartoon characters, so everyone has a cartoon alias. Ren got killed earlier.
The disturbing parallels between this story and a variety of occurrences not quite 40 minutes away from here across the Idaho border are damned disconcerting.
This story reads less and LESS like fiction and more like Reich here, Reich now.
I had the same experience reading Bearhead by Adrian Tchaikovsky. The big bad politician is a dead ringer behaviourally speaking for the orange one, only less vulgar. And the inside look into what passes for his organisation and the glimpses of his 'thinking' are terrifying.
One of the days I'm going to have to get drunk enough to post here the anti-disco editorial I wrote for the newspaper I created and wrote for my journalism finals. I created a rock music publication called "PULP" that contained straight news stories, a scathing anti-disco editorial, a sports page [it referenced Alice Cooper's golf game] and even want ads.
I went to college in the late '70s, and disco was hard to avoid. The best commentary I saw on disco was the uniform T shirt for an intramural softball team. It was black with giant sparkly letters that said "Disco sucks."
Stimpy? Does anyone here read this?
Every chapter!
The woman who set up the help network, was a retired teacher, who taught a class on cartoon characters, so everyone has a cartoon alias. Ren got killed earlier.
What, are you only just now noticing that everyone's nom de guerre is a cartoon or TV character?
Me. I wait for it every week.
Same!
Ren, maybe?
Ren's dead.
DAMN.
According MSNBC the Deposed Despot has "presumptive immunity of official acts" in a 6-3 decison.
January 6 was NOT an official act!
Sluggo is lit.
The disturbing parallels between this story and a variety of occurrences not quite 40 minutes away from here across the Idaho border are damned disconcerting.
This story reads less and LESS like fiction and more like Reich here, Reich now.
I had the same experience reading Bearhead by Adrian Tchaikovsky. The big bad politician is a dead ringer behaviourally speaking for the orange one, only less vulgar. And the inside look into what passes for his organisation and the glimpses of his 'thinking' are terrifying.
That disco ball had it coming.
That is an understatement!
One of the days I'm going to have to get drunk enough to post here the anti-disco editorial I wrote for the newspaper I created and wrote for my journalism finals. I created a rock music publication called "PULP" that contained straight news stories, a scathing anti-disco editorial, a sports page [it referenced Alice Cooper's golf game] and even want ads.
I'm still damned proud of it; I got an A.
I went to college in the late '70s, and disco was hard to avoid. The best commentary I saw on disco was the uniform T shirt for an intramural softball team. It was black with giant sparkly letters that said "Disco sucks."
Hey! All the disco ball was doing was trying to stand its ground!
Oh, my! The excitement is palpable!
At this rate she'll be aborting that baby 3 days after it's born.
I really hope this remains in the fiction section. I would be very happy if I could die re-reading this as entertainment and not current events.
I hear you, it is what they want, the theocrats, that is.