Could be anywhere in Canada too
Could be anywhere in Canada too
There simply won’t be another election.
The whole point is a cow’s opinion. It doesn’t matter.
Come to Canada, why? We’ll be there 51st state by our own next election.
The way the world is going right now? …survival.
It’s actually Hawaiian for “just breathe“.
Your government, bought and paid for.
My cuttlefish broker embezzled everything and swam to Tahiti…😕
Ya, Revelations maybe…
USA, you’ve let the world down and destroyed yourself in the process.
I have as much sparky for what you’ve done as I have for the Russian people.
Reap what you’ve sown, America.
Your time is over.
So. Your co worker NEVER watches TV? You know? Where swearing is everywhere.
New Orleans, Superdome, Katrina. - What went on in there, really. And within a mere day or two; truly, we are just animals wearing clothes.
Being a part of my own Government’s effort to deploy it’s “flagship climate program” worth a billion+ $. Realising, it’s just tax money that’s getting fed upon by industry, with very little actual effect. Also, seeing the climate data and its undeniability in regards to imminent collapse (5-7 y) combined with our utter lack of action.
A few others as well, but two come to mind quickly.
I am soured on humans. I have no faith in our species anymore.
Russia loves its useful idiots! Trump, Jong Un,
Ahhh, the Make Adolf Great Again rally.
Enshitification, it’s like entropy.
Hey, I’m down.
Ahhh, thanks for the clarification!
Caravan of Fools comes to mind…
The dark and distant drumming
The pounding of the hooves
The silence of everything that moves
Late at night you’ll see them
Decked out in shiny jewels
The coming of the caravan of fools
Like the wings of a dove
The waiter’s white glove
Seems to shimmer by the light of the pool
Some dull, blinding winter
When you can’t help but lose
You’re running with the caravan of fools
Love and devotion, deep as any ocean
Don’t play by anybody’s rules
With your carousel of horses
And your unforeseen forces
You’re running with the caravan of fools
Caravan of fools, caravan of fools
You’re running with the caravan of fools
John Prine