In another installment of, who in the f**k are these guys and why do we continue to listen to them, the unwashed continue to take continuous steps in dog shit that they’ll never be able to clean from the prehistoric etchings in their unkept foot.
Fidget with your mask of shame constantly; scoot around another unwashed heathen allowed out of their home prison cells to shop for food; marvel at the hazmat suit your barber dons to clip your curls; spray chemicals upon the curbside pick-up you just snatched from the unclean clerk handing essential items that were probably personally licked by the unclean – the lockdown, semi-lockdown, phase 1 of the re-opening all have the same rancid smell of shit.
Consequences from the overlord dickheads’ good intentions of laying to waste the economy because of a virus/flu/cold apparently could only be realized in the newly discovered parallel universe where time flows backwards:
By Mac Slavo
Food prices have soared in recent weeks while at the same time, farmers are smashing eggs and dumping out milk. Farmers are wasting more food than ever while most Americans are feeling a pinch at the grocery store.
The power-hungry elitists have done their job. The wealthy will get to eat while the poor, who were forced out of work will have to just “figure it out.” A lot of Americans will soon be eating a lot less. Grocery prices spiked by the largest amount in nearly 50 years last month because of the draconian shutdown of most the economy, including food facilities. There is now much more demand there is supply, therefore, food will go to those who can afford to buy it.
But the gods of f**kery sometimes shit equally upon the have’s, the sort of have’s and those who haven’t a clue.
For look, boys and girls, of the glorious dining experience that awaits those who might have the cash or enough credit card limit to experience food porn once the demons allow restaurants to open in NYC (like that’s ever going to happen):
When restaurants in New York City finally reopen, diners will notice a lot of changes due to the coronavirus pandemic. Customers can expect facemasks, dividers between tables, and all sorts of other changes to make sure the eating experience is as safe as possible.
The Brooklyn Chop House in the Financial District is even going to wrap silverware and place settings in plastic wrap.
When they enter the dining room, patrons will go through an ultraviolet thermal body scanner.
“The ultraviolet kills anything that’s on your clothing,” owner Stratis Morfogen says.
The machine will take the guest’s temperature and the restaurant plans to deny entry for anyone who reads 99.7 or higher. – via fox5ny.com
What a pleasant dining experience. It goes along with all the other experiences these government dickheads offer the unclean – total shit.
And so, as the deranged attempt to sanitize all life beyond recognition, it’s good to take a gander back to the sloppy shit from the geniuses of yesteryear.
This shitposting writer is somewhat obsessed with the clean, but is a bit mesmerized with those not so obsessed:
Beethoven’s personality, comportment, and hygiene left a lot to be desired, judging from some of the quotes about him. “As a young man, Beethoven was frank to the point of rudeness. Headstrong and proud, he was never willing to conform in his behaviour…”
Of course, being desperately alone and beaten by your alcoholic father for much of your childhood might do that to you. Another revealing comment came from a visitor to Beethoven’s home:
“Picture to yourself the dirtiest, most disorderly place imaginable – blotches of moisture covered the ceiling, an oldish grand piano, on which dust disputed the place with various pieces of engraved and manuscript music; under the piano (I do not exaggerate) an unemptied pot de nuit; … the chairs, mostly cane-seated, were covered with plates bearing the remains of last night’s supper and with wearing apparel etc.”
Beethoven seems anything but a smooth sophisticate:
“Beethoven was most awkward and bungling in his behavior; his clumsy movements lacked all grace. He rarely picked up anything without dropping or breaking it… Everything was knocked over, soiled, or destroyed. How he ever managed to shave himself at all remains difficult to understand, even considering the frequent cuts on his cheeks. – He never learned to dance in time with the music.” – via ranker.com
And yet, what could a germ-ridden, virus infested, total infestation of filth produce? The most glorious and heavenly music every created.
Beethoven Symphony No. 9 – Mvt. 3 – Barenboim/West-Eastern Divan Orchestra