While less than edible, the candidates are big bloated donuts covered in powdered sugar and the confection we can anticipate will be a People magazine masterpiece of dodging, side-slipping and jinking.
Note: 'jinking' is a term from back in my days as a fighter pilot, you know. If not for me, the Duchy of Grand Fenwick might have been lost.
(Ed: the Duchy of Grand Fenwick did not have an air force)
True but I learned. That's where I learned, see.
No-one will talk about the US escalation in its nuclear weapons either in terms of capability or sheer number. The candidates have agreed on a safe dance card which steers well short of anything substantive or anything anyone actually has to deliver.
The only thing which has changed much at all is Obama getting all mealy-mouthed about killing Assad. It's a big deal and then it's not a big deal so right now it seems like it's not a big deal. Maybe 'global imperialism' stopped trending on Twitter.
The entire stage is loaded with powder puff donuts. All it needs is a rack of Vegas show girls and a song by Adele.
It's Vonnegut's worst nightmare and Diana Moon Glampers is the Democratic Party candidate. If she pulls out the shotgun, Trump is doomed. She's killed before and she will kill again.
Dayum I wish I had some actors as I would be staging a debate right before your unbelieving eyes and you bet your ass Diana Moon Glampers would be in it. She is America's Worst Puritan and she is stone evil.
Note: if you didn't read "Harrison Bergeron" yet then fuckin' read it for most satirical discussion of equality you may ever find. It's short: Harrison Bergeron
I need a Terry Gilliam set with big Pillsbury Donut debaters and another donut for the President plus a boatload of showgirls with huge multi-color hats.
Yah, that would set the stage and you can script that one yourself just fine. Use the transcript from the real one and it will be funny just reading it.
At the bottom, none of it means anything unless they overturn Congress and do y'all see any indication of that (wink, wink). America fell into a big vat of Crisco cooking fat. It's all just a matter of doing right by each other but they are so determined not to do it. As much as the Pope and the Dalai Lama can scream anything, they're calling that one out.
It's unclear how many are in the Disenchanted Majority since the blurbs about the election only poll 'likely voters' and gloss over altogether the percentage of Americans who will not vote. Unknown what it takes to spill it into reality but there's more talk of a market bubble so that would do it. Presumably you have seen that and have yourselves appropriately covered but what a dayum train wreck. It's like Monty Python and every time it crashes, they shake it off and say, "That didn't hurt."
Ridiculouser and ridiculouser.
Note: 'jinking' is a term from back in my days as a fighter pilot, you know. If not for me, the Duchy of Grand Fenwick might have been lost.
(Ed: the Duchy of Grand Fenwick did not have an air force)
True but I learned. That's where I learned, see.
No-one will talk about the US escalation in its nuclear weapons either in terms of capability or sheer number. The candidates have agreed on a safe dance card which steers well short of anything substantive or anything anyone actually has to deliver.
The only thing which has changed much at all is Obama getting all mealy-mouthed about killing Assad. It's a big deal and then it's not a big deal so right now it seems like it's not a big deal. Maybe 'global imperialism' stopped trending on Twitter.
The entire stage is loaded with powder puff donuts. All it needs is a rack of Vegas show girls and a song by Adele.
It's Vonnegut's worst nightmare and Diana Moon Glampers is the Democratic Party candidate. If she pulls out the shotgun, Trump is doomed. She's killed before and she will kill again.
Dayum I wish I had some actors as I would be staging a debate right before your unbelieving eyes and you bet your ass Diana Moon Glampers would be in it. She is America's Worst Puritan and she is stone evil.
Note: if you didn't read "Harrison Bergeron" yet then fuckin' read it for most satirical discussion of equality you may ever find. It's short: Harrison Bergeron
I need a Terry Gilliam set with big Pillsbury Donut debaters and another donut for the President plus a boatload of showgirls with huge multi-color hats.
Yah, that would set the stage and you can script that one yourself just fine. Use the transcript from the real one and it will be funny just reading it.
At the bottom, none of it means anything unless they overturn Congress and do y'all see any indication of that (wink, wink). America fell into a big vat of Crisco cooking fat. It's all just a matter of doing right by each other but they are so determined not to do it. As much as the Pope and the Dalai Lama can scream anything, they're calling that one out.
It's unclear how many are in the Disenchanted Majority since the blurbs about the election only poll 'likely voters' and gloss over altogether the percentage of Americans who will not vote. Unknown what it takes to spill it into reality but there's more talk of a market bubble so that would do it. Presumably you have seen that and have yourselves appropriately covered but what a dayum train wreck. It's like Monty Python and every time it crashes, they shake it off and say, "That didn't hurt."
Ridiculouser and ridiculouser.
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