What's up all my fellow virtual humans out here in cyberland? It’s Friday night and I just got done watching Spaceballs. Which I remember being a lot funnier when I was younger. Maybe that’s what happens when you get older I suppose, some shit just doesn’t hold up. Now the whole idea of breathing air from a can seems a lot less far fetched. And the whole trope of the President being a moron is just reality now.. I guess that makes it a more accurate prediction of the future than Star Wars. But video technology has gone way past instant cassettes. And of course the Spaceballs are an obvious metaphor for America, going around stealing everybody’s resources and such. And that’s about the best segue I can come up with right now, so let’s move along….
So Facebook has that really creepy feature where they save all your posts forever then show you a “memory” of what you posted so many years ago every day.. I’m like “Memory? I don’t remember any of that shit!”. They go all the way back too. I’m surprised they’re not showing me shit from MySpace. I sure as fuck hope they don’t go into my Yahoo chat. Anyway. So I saw one today where I remarked about how some people say the Middle East can’t handle democracy and I’m like “Motherfucker, look what America’s done with it!.” I swear this country is like a giant glass house full of motherfuckers who just wanna throw rocks all day. I remember people cheering when Saddam Hussein’s statue got pulled down. Now I’m sure Saddam Hussein was an asshole, but as far as I know he never did shit to America or any American who wasn’t fucking with his shit. But when statues of people who literally fought to dissolve the union, Americans lose their minds. But that’s an old rant.
So howabout this Ghisline Maxwell lady now? Think she’s going to end up killing herself? I don’t think so. Too many people are on to that trick now. But I bet most people wouldn’t question if she died of COVID-19. Then people will suddenly be more concerned about who she might have infected than who she trafficked kids with. But maybe not. Maybe she’ll actually stay alive and spit some names out. Maybe some of these kid touchers in hight places with be brought down. One can dream.
I don’t know what’s happening. Maybe there really is some change in the air.. I’d prefer it be change for the better, but maybe things have to get worse before they can get better..But they will get better. If not for us, then for the cat people who come after us.. In the meantime, our ride’s just gonna keep getting bumpier, so you might as well try to enjoy it. So just hang on tight and say “Fuck it!” before it fucks you.