Let’s all gather round and pull up the bucket of bat guano from the governments’ well of propaganda and see if it smells like perfume.
Just as we thought…nothing but pure eau de shat, as it always is.
The latest government carnival barker to step onto the stage for some slap-stick comedy is no other than the US Surgeon General, Jerome Adams.
Look, boys and girls, as he takes a stab at polishing off his latest stand-up comedy routine, only to have it throttled to death with his own flip-flops on an issue near and dear to his heart.
Ah, February 29th! A lifetime ago when these government jackals were still hatching their plans so that misery, in one fashion or another, was the experience of everyone on terra firma, everyday.
But wait! Fast-forward to just yesterday, and this clown has a new and improved composite of bollocks to spew forth:
“Some feel face coverings infringe on their freedom of choice- but if more wear them, we’ll have MORE freedom to go out,” Adams wrote in a tweet.
Total f**king brilliance!
Meanwhile, to go out for dinner and sit for a nicely created feast by fine chefs, you will have to: Make a reservation. (No big deal). Then once you’ve arrived, wear your mask of shame – until you sit down at your table. (Apparently, the cornholio only recognizes and can infect people in restaurants if they are up and moving, and only if they are patrons.)
From there, you’ll have to ensure one in your party has a smart phone of radiation, for paper/plastic menus are no more and the only way you’ll be able to take a gander at the menu is through your hand held radiation device. This pleasant experience continues with wait staff wearing their own masks of shame, giving you the opportunity to say ‘what’ a handful of times as voices and smiles are verboten, buried in masks of shame. Lots of freedom going on here.
And the added bonus is that you get leave your name and phone number with the restaurant so that they might alert the authorities, just in case the cornholio decided to infect anyone there whom you sat six feet away from, as you got up to go to the bathroom, but not while you were eating. Lovely contact tracing is the dessert to your fabulous meal.
But there’s more from the carnival, there always is. The descent into Hell takes a while.
All hail the mighty cornholio, for just as the government shysters have been telling us, it’s making one of its many encore performances.
Summer cornholio, Autumn cornholio, Thanksgiving and Christmas Cornholio – it’s the virus that just keeps on giving – allowing psychopath’s who get boned by more and more control and power to realize their dreams of lamentations for all.
But no worries – you won’t suffer too much. Government shysters have your back:
AUSTIN — Gov. Greg Abbott says 20-something Texans are catching coronavirus in greater numbers.
“A lot of people have let down their guard,” he said on KLBK-TV’s noon newscast in Lubbock.
“If you do not use these safe strategies, you will test positive,” the governor warned. He referred to wearing a face covering, washing hands and maintaining a safe distance from others when Texans go out.
Though his administration couldn’t provide statistics, (emphasis added) Abbott spoke of a “record pace” of infections among 20-somethings during an appearance on KRGV-TV in McAllen. – via dallasnews.com
That’s right…let’s just make shit up. It’s what the lolcows in the U.S. and most other countries love to swallow. Masks of shame, social distancing, instilling fear of other humans – the lolcows drink deeply of this wine, and if you don’t guzzle the shit – you are of the unclean and not of the body. You will need to be… absorbed, into the collective:
It’s all personal…yes? The shitf**kery heaped upon us all by these government demons affects us each individually. The following is my shyte….your shyte these nutjobs have imposed upon you is probably far worse – forced evictions, time spent at local food banks for daily sustenance, shelter from the elements.
For three months, my family have not been allowed to see our dying father in a skilled nursing facility. This week we were told, we “might” be allowed to see him, behind a plexiglass shield, communicating through a phone. My father is 89 years old, has Lewy Body Dementia and advanced Parkinson’s. He will not be able to comprehend what is going.
This is the ‘care and well-being’ these arseholes advance.
They haven’t a clue of what they do. But… if they do, the lowest of the circles of Hell that await them will not sufficiently atone for their hatred of love and life they’ve advanced upon us all.
Tonight’s musical offering:
The Long One (Comprising of ‘You Never Give Me Your Money’, ’Sun King’/’Mean Mr Mustard’, ‘Her Majesty’, ‘Polythene Pam’/’She Came In Through The Bathroom Window’, ’Golden Slumbers’/ ’Carry That Weight’, ’The End’) · The Beatles