FEDIT POLITICS Thread

There is no such thing as "my truth".
The truth is the truth and everyone is entitled to lie and say that whatever they feel is their truth.
But its still a lie.
The truth is there. You can keep it which means proclaiming it, trying to live it, failing at it, getting up and keeping on trying to live it.
Or you can pretend there is no truth and we all have our 'own truth'.
People who believe that others are entitled to 'their own truth' are hilarious when they call people who read the bible for guidance as believers in 'fairy tales'. What a bunch of fairies.

 

Who is the muse this time is it me or Diablo?
You take turns waxing on who the supreme generalissimo is here.
Who our sheep take orders from.

This is all your deluded fantasy.
Nobody sees me the way you think they do.
You are new here and don't know how to make an entrance much less the secret handshake.
Do i need to go Barkley on you and tell you that I am not your role model?
I keep telling you that you are not my audience.
You are a blister that is getting rubbed.
When a blister comes up I rub it.
See if its gonna grow up to be a bully or if this boob is gonna pop.
I think you are getting ripe.
Maybe Diablo is the muse all along.
And he is manipulating me all along.
It must be all that cash he keeps sending me.
Not just Diablo but all the other guys that I have charmed with my forked tongue.
They are all paying me to please rub this blister.

 

... and my job is done.
to generate good content
i got a working teacher to say the word nigger in a public forum
now we have to see how long before he loses his job
but at least he has no fear of the whipmaster
and if he wants i will delete it and burn the server
he proved his point and i dont want anyone to lose their job
this is POTY material of course
by my decree
fuck you irish
even if it has to go to an easter bunny worshipping papist it goes to huh?!

 

Scientifically you are a monkey.
Legally you are a thrall to the state.
Or you can find god and evolve into a human.
A human needs a living soul.
Gingers don't have one I hear.
Don't worry son, we are here to help.
We are with the love government.
You can trust us. We have that bad medicine.
Religion is like bad medicine.
Sometimes a little bad medicine is all you need.

 

Sometimes when you rub a genie hard enough it turns out masterpieces.
You can't win the lottery if you don't rub that scratch off.
If I had money all my life I would be an even bigger asshole.
Where I grew up money matters more than life.
Its not philosophical.
You don't got the money you die.
Money is the only way to survive.
So when you get money, you finally get money... fuck.
All the evil comes for you and invites itself in.
It brings party favors.
But it brings you one step closer to death.
Give an artist money and that artist dies.
He then becomes a pro-statist who reflects what his audience wants to perceive as art.
The status quo.
Just like U2 have been duped.
So the artist stops being what art is.
The hard that is heard from the heart.
Instead it is about what will sell best.
Which is an art as well.
A fantastic art.
But not art for arts sake.
It is a commercial art.
Like landscaping.
And dentistry.
Its about making money.
It gives you a living if you don't like the one already living inside you.
Your soul.
Once you get one you lose the other.
The art is dead, the thrill is gone.
The old man... is down the road.

 

Compromise is for when you know you are going to lose but don't want to lose all the way and think there is another way when that other way is appeasement and the erosion of your own morality when you realize you were not standing on solid ground but just a made up sand castle of establishment.

That is the trick pulled on us.
It got me too for a long time.
There's no sense in crying about it now though.
Best to be proactive and rub these pimples out.

 

Thrall

 

Evil old white men jealous of their children because they know they will grow up to be evil white men like them and become a threat to their crown and legacy when they die so they eat them in order to then live on forever in the memories of those that lived in his lifetime before they too die is the oldest trick in the book. Its the original religion and it is a mystery because its followers never know what it is until the end.

Now that you mention it... was Hawaii already a state when Obama was born?

 

You want to know about my education?

I road tripped from here to the highlands of mexico and everywhere in between in a blue chevy van learning about a whole new family of families that lived everywhere from deserts and beaches and jungles to spanish cities and classic villages and mountain ranches had sheltered my Salvy family back in the old days during their sojourn to el norte and drank all the tequila in jalisco and still didn't have a license to drive or do anything at all and was arrested when i got back to the US for the first of many visits to the la county facilities and enlisted in the military at 18.

I was was a certified assistant nurse working for credit at a convalescent home in the mornings and as real estate loan marketer while studying finance and computer science in college probably drinking too much but learning the fine art of racquetball and getting kicked out of church at 17.

I barely went to high school and stopped going complete but was allowed to leave once I took a bunch of tests and was mailed a diploma and enrolled at community college and focused on studying world religions so I could do something easy while I recuperate from my injuries at 16

I broke my back and neck during a football accident at 15.

I was working two jobs as an accountants assistant doing taxes in the day and waxing a supermarket floor during the nighshit and bought my first car with my earned money but could not drive it legally but drove it during the night and played basketball every other moment at 14.

I was back in the jungle during the civil war when my mother took us to look for my uncle who was rumored to have been spotted by a homeless guy who someone who knew someone in the family knew so we went to investigate but I was captured and (content redacted) by the military for fitting the description of a terrorist and beat the officers interrogating me by the mercy of God and we found my uncle on the last day before we had to come from summer vacation at 13

I beat up every bully in school and some middle school and high school bullies in my hometown and grabbed all the pussy in the neighborhood the day before we moved away and was finally good at baseball at 12.

I was a top notch scout and excellent at swimming, hiking, horse riding, and church choir singing and won the religious trivia california state champion runner up trophy (the refs cheated), as well as all the elementary school awards in reading/righting/rhythmatic and graduated from a weird off site 'college prep' special ed at 11.

I was in the jungle for relief efforts during the massive level 9 earthquake when an aftershock collapsed the insane asylum where my uncle resided and nobody knew who was unrecognizably dead or simply unexcavated and most of the residents were missing at large and we never found him and had to come back when I was 10.

I was doing more than grabbing teenage babysitter pussy at 9.

I crippled a 30 something year old man for slapping a woman when it was still cool in the 80's who is in the hospital right now with tubes up all his body keeping him alive like Darth Vader a few months after we both got baptized the same day during my birthday at 8.

I loved the Monkees and went on a boat ride helping to bring home my uncles though baja and found my lucky number while grabbing teenage babysitter pussy during my first winter vacation at 7.

I was stealing hearts and petting monkeys during my first summer vacation as an aid worker when a level 7 earthquake happened and I got lost in the jungle near the early days of the civil war during my first summer vacation setting off dynamite bombs for fun in the streets at 6.

I don't remember anything before that. Or maybe I do but fuck you too!
And i'm not gonna tell you what I learned after I was of legal age.

But I swam with a whale at an orange county beach last summer.
I'm sure something interesting will happen this year.
Something always does.
Maybe im the most interesting rube in the world?

Probably not.
But I am in my neck of the woods.
Where you get to fuck up a lot.
And learn from your mistakes.
So you can say that in that special way I am supremely educated.
But I also have a few other special education skills that help me when I am faced with a special needs situation such as today.

 

They got you by the statist trap Diablo.
Its not about the 1%.
The 1% is us that make more than 33k a year.
The 99% of abortions is what we are talking about.
But Sauce be playing them saucy hide the sausage games that aren't worth their salt.

 

I know Tolkien too.
You know the best way to beat a troll trolling from his cave under the bridge?
Take it out for a stroll.
Then hit it with the sun.

 

I didn't know Ruven wasn't educated. I guess he didn't bow down before the education Gods, like you think he should have.
Probably the dumbest thing you've ever said at this site--no small accomplishment.

But I do wonder what you'd be like if you had an education rather than an indoctrination. You might be able to hold more than a single viewpoint at the same time, or be less threatened by those that see things differently.
Maybe your thoughts would be your own, not what others have planted for you.
Maybe you wouldn't have to copy my posting style when I humiliate you.
Or that uneducated fool Ruven when he does.
Too bad that never happened.