Shitposting is my speciality, and for the most part, I do it rather poorly.
But I always try to provide truth, as much as I can unearth, splattered with f-bombs, a chuckle of a video clip and ending with good and sometimes sublime music at the end of each shitposting.
Tonight, I take a break from whatever lame originality I might think I have and instead, include a link to an outstanding article on the present insanity, written by a gifted writer. I hope you might take a few moments and read this brilliant piece:
Notorious Fourth: Independence Day in the Land of the Captive, the Home of the Cowed – by Michael Lesher, via off-guradian.org
COVID19, that ersatz apocalypse, has never come anywhere close to killing the two million Americans we were solemnly assured might succumb to it a few months ago. But, judging from the state of things on this year’s Independence Day, I’m afraid its propagandists in government and mass media may have actually done worse than that: they may have succeeded in killing America itself. – read more
Tip of the hat to DB, at The New Abnormal for sending this gem along.
So, as I sink into an evening of not writing, I’m happy for understanding what a birthday card given to me a while ago spoke of:
“Happy Birthday – I’ve discovered the fountain of youth – Turns out it tastes a lot like vodka”
And as I sip of the ‘fountain of youth’, I wonder, is there a place where absolute frickin’ shitf**kery isn’t running rampant?
South Dakota is open for business. If you value our way of life, where people love freedom, smaller communities, and lots of wide-open spaces, come to South Dakota. The air is fresh, the people are free, and the possibilities are endless.
Tonight’s musical offering: