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I need to declare AGAIN that the propaganda [aka baldfaced lies] is SO thick it's hardly ever even worth bringing up to scream about. So I'm completely nixing crap from the White House, from government at all, and even most persons located in the pulp-brained West. Too filthy and demoralizing.
I'm not saying the non-Clown-World civilizations are saints, but they are PLAINLY still willing to tell the truth... which is not only beautiful to me, but feels essential to my status as a breathing human... EVEN if they keep making me consciously take breaths when my brain stem has been cut from my lungs by the squeeze of shocking and murderous EVIL things taking place.
In fact, that reminds me, I should link you to some chill playlists Hank sent me the other day. They're goddam helpful as heck. Here and here... and, yeah, WHAT a man! Heh. Will tell me to calm down without telling me to calm down. Courageous as heck.
While I'm remembering things I keep forgetting, would anyone who comes across a really good exposition of Howard Lutnick's perfidies please send me a link or two or ten? I'm really beginning to think that guy probably could've gotten me in bed. He is SO good. I'm normally at LEAST, and I am being very conservative here, 90% correct about a person's character within split seconds of first coming across them... in meatspace or cyberspace... somewhat closer to 100% in meatspace, but... goddammit he's good. I'm never getting over my adoration for that video of the All-In Besties interviewing him shortly after his appointment.
Turns out that nano-second blip when they mentioned his brother was in the office on 9/11 was blasted clean out of me by his MARVELOUS performance there. Maybe you don't know how hard it was for hosers to get me in the sack, and how many thousands of them tried. Well, I think I might've gone down like a ton of bricks.
In fact, it also could be that I was born to be a gangster psychopath's moll.
THAT is how good he is.
pipe up any time....
