any tales of Ulysses, brave or otherwise, would be purely mythological and more than likely fictional. IF there were an actual Ulysses, well, he's dead and gone a way long time back. writing fictional shit or apocryphal shit happened fairly regular back in the day when people were making shit up for the simple reason they could make shit up and people would believe whatever it was the 'writer' had written. or scratched. or scribbled. then slaughtered some poor damn sheep or goat so they could skin the sorry bastard and use it's hide for parchment paper. at least the trees were safe but not for very long. gosh, it's almost like tales of brave Ulysses could have happened in our post-modern times. after all, these are the days of abject bullshit that passes as actual fact. see anything coming from Faux News, OAN, Hannity, terminal Limbaugh, or trump's White House. jeepers, you'd think that people would have evolved past knuckle-dragging ignorance by now. but sadly, no. as in no way. no way in hell. no freaking way. OR, how can these people be so willfully fucking stupid?!? I am referring to post-modern knuckle-dragging idiots that mostly follow the trump's bullshit as gospel. yes and that's to include those ever so silly believe the sky is falling klanvangelical christians. the knuckle-dragging klanvangelical christians think that trump is their "savior." you'd think that any real 'jesus' would be not only insulted but really pissed off. oh well, you really can't shoot them. the klanvangelical christian dumb asses. damn if that wouldn't spark some serious screaming and freaking out. however, it might not be such a bad idea to intern the dummies until they can cop a clue. yeah that's mostly a pipe dream...or is it? okay and it's on to experimental machine art and stuff.
flames -
call me the breeze -
and there you have it for Tuesday December 8, 2020. just you wait until tomorrow. :]
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