[click image]And it ended up being an Aussie. Group think. Everybody saying the same shit over and over and over and over. And most of it is wrong! I don't know how I got there, but whew. I'm worn out from cursing liberals... and I am one... [I think.]
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It has to be the tv. Or maybe subliminal messages waffling off the electromagnetic fields from refrigerator coils. Something! My God! What a crashing travestial bore... if I could stop feeling the TERROR.
I'm thinking of the maniacal little dun colt who shared a pasture with some sheep on the hillside out my window a thousand years ago. The sheep would be bunched together like billiard balls in the rack. The colt would get a wild look in his eye, kick up his heels, whinny and streak for them at a dead run. They'd stand there. His hooves are raising clods of grassy dirt as he's thundering down upon them. This is the least surprising surprise attack in all nature. They see and hear him. They stand there. He's just a few feet off. Finally they scatter pall mall for the corner pockets of the field, and the dun colt stands smiling where the sheep had just been. This happened several times a day. Exactly the same. Every day.
That's what these last few hours kept bringing to mind. THE metaphor. The dun colt and the billiard balls....
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Another thing I noted in this appalling trip through Left Blogistan was the astounding number of people whose top posts were announcements that they were hanging up their hats. Pft. One was using her pregnancy as an excuse to get a life, but the others were all saying there was only so long they could keep up writing about the same old stuff, over and over and over and over... the criminal administration and their completely ineffective checks and balances thing, that is. Lots of times the blogs have been deleted or gone private or just haven't been updated for a really long time, that's normal, but I've never seen so many who were just announcing today, or yesterday, or two days ago that they were outta here, pft, kaput, pau... maybe gonna recover in a few months, but probably not....
Do you suppose the fascism is now so overt they are finally scattering to the corner pockets of the field?
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