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dumbo trump. i name people same as the donald, and that's what he gets out of me. dumbo trump. your guy is going to jail. you've been had. you know it, deep down. you've been living the same way yourself though. no actual ideas. not creating anything. just pecking order. mammal shit politics. you've been had. you know it, deep down. you've been living the same way yourself, robbing peter to pay paul to pickleball some $40mil spend millions making a fancy place for rich people to spend millions and where do all these millions come from? a corporation cinve==converts the emotional agony of software drone #3 into millions fuck this compute3r shit a farm is a business a family is a dollar store money and memory and cash and caches cache is more than you can carry that's why u cash the trump people. it'll be cool and all when donald finally has to go sit in the corner, but violence in the streets? i won't mince words. government is complicated. this is not sports. this is about "how do we all want to live together?" and you don't have to freaking be like me but you do need to actually crack a book for once in your life. i will assign homework. i want all the maga people to read old yeller. if i'm going to DJ for you, well, you lucked out read old yeller. get hung up on... hydrophobia? look a word up for once. not because it is required. but because that's pretty weird and what the heck is that and we're genuinely intrigued. then perhaps those "The Great Brain" book eventually you'll realize books can get you like a movie but wow rudyard kipling's mum boiling cats, horses in blood up to the fetlocks [FARM WORD WOO YA] and holy shit hp lovecraft and poe go ahead and try to kick my ass, anyways. i'm smart enough to not be in range. then what? prosperity? i have a plan and u don't loser so yes keep bullshitting, jail is just bullshit too, right? |
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i'm banning that obnoxious body language verb where you point out both palms like laser marbles |
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speak of the devil, as it were... my rage was such that i demanded a hamburger, and i'm at the bar, and i hear this... he's a walking archetype. the voice, the words, the vibe. i know what he looks like before i even look at him. alright, i'm fast, but he would probably win. and he's probably armed. but wait. it's saturday. it's his day with the kid father gets the weekend divorce situation. he doesn't know what to do. a wizard has sat in front of him and blocked his view of baseball [i only figured this out in retrospect; the seat pulled me in like a magnet]. he's crabby and he and father gets the kid on the weekend into the beer store for heinekin. swear he was going to get into a silverado, but no, ford. same thing tho. and when i say i have all the marbles. and you've lucked out. i pulled my personal copy of "old yeller" off the shelf just now. my dad read it to me. it's goofy, but i think this man should read this book aloud to his son, just try, indulge me, this is my olive branch to the trump camp. i'll throw it in my backpack for when i walk around in case i spot him again. i've been trying to think of something to actually justify the backpack back in reality ~ i amuse myself with all this abstract shit to help keep track of my marbles in an evolving situation. and i refuse to stop and there is nothing you can do but you need to take it on the chin and laugh with me, planet earth |
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i mean. reading old yeller to your kid. what i missed was, like, physical education. someone really needs to teach you how to concentrate to use these muscles. i still do all sorts of wrong shit with my core muscles i'm trying to fix because "sit up straight" is, like, a skill? reps. we will see eye to eye on reps. reading old yeller to your kid is like doing reps for your speaking voice, which is also your inner voice, and you're also doing reading reps and maybe the kid is still young enough he'll fondly remember how it feels as your powerful voice resonates into his thighs and this becomes part of his inner voice. but old yeller also teaches you the value of dogs, and this is like... you need a certain amount of xyz. old yeller is the first stepping stone in understanding dogs. the great brain series adds some gems like "you know your dog's alarm bark" like, the dog barks differently when there's an intruder. the dog uses different... dog words, i suppose. old yeller, the bastard, clever enough to steal the meat travis brought home. but that's the dog proving its worth. so you're stretching your speaking voice, your inner voice, and you're collecting these things. you have many already, but some were missed, some will be new. and you need, i dunno, really like 200 of them at least. it's a lot and it will take a year but that's actually about enough and now you can be a "citizen" and if you feel so inclined to return the favor let's talk about reps and what are you doing to get those guns |
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conversations, emotions, it's this chain of things in flux and you have to flawlessly nail this chain of emotional parkour moves to... government is hard. it's not simple. don't government until you've taken at least an hour to cool down and see if you still government the same way with a cool head. that's logic. and you actually are clever, just no one showed you how |
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i felt reasonably sure by my late teens, and now i am certain: if you have downs syndrome, that's a very particular thing. but if you don't have anything like that and you think of yourself as "well i'm not very smart" you're wrong. it's kind of like how no one ever taught me how to use some of my core muscles right and now i'm almost 40 and i'm still figuring this shit out. i'm probably missing plenty else still being smart is a muscle, unless you're genuinely retarded. |
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you need to learn to concise. i'm appreative of your sentiment and agree with pretty much everything you've said. but, being in an island is safe and having people agree with you is a threat. you're not on your own even if you wish you were. |
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oh sure. everyone around me is content to repeatedly parrot poorly thought-out bullshit and then tell themselves they did the best they could for me and i wouldn't listen. if only i'd listened to jesus, that was my problem. right now? until riced out industries gets its startup cache, i hate people. i think they are all fucking parasites. you show up when i am struggling and waste my time with jesus and i waste more of my time being polite about getting rid of you and your crap and we're nice people. we help others. no you don't. you came and gave me this shit so you can tell yourself you're good peoples and you help others. all you did was waste more of my time to cover your own nut emotionally; give you license to say i'm an asshole when, well, since i didn't accept jesus, since i said fuck off to being software engineer three for some vampiric company that will fire me in nine months, i am the asshole and you did everything you could. you fucking vultures. steve albini quit because there's no one worth recording. especially after i quit. you've suffocated everyone and now the whole ecosystem is in a death spiral. give me my fucking startup cache. double your money back, but fuck off with ownership stakes. i'd rather no one get anything than give you a piece of me ever again. fucking. vultures. |
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