Sunday, April 23, 2023

THE DEPENDENCIES

Start the day by thinking nasty thoughts about the world (primarily the rest of it), with some strong coffee and a stroll around the block smoking a pipe. This, of course, after reading the news and realizing the South is still a series of primitive hell-holes linked by bigotry and grits, the walla-walla shouting savages are still fighting somewhere, the Euries are still sneeringly superior, the Slavic people have cruelty and despotism coming out of their ass, everywhere in South America is a disease-ridden toxic waste dump (especially Brazil), and India is inefficiency, corruption, and fecal matter (bovine and human) everywhere all the time.

No, Miss Patel, I have no interest in the beauties of Hinduism, vegetarianism, and caste.
As well as bureacratic inefficiency and medicines that must be recalled.
Kan me in feite gigantisch gestolen worden.

Besides, I can read all about Sanskrit without ever going there.
Plus Hindu mobs burning Madrassa Libraries.


Thailand? A disgusting country whose sole raison d'etre is to provide a playground for sexual predators, ruled by a monarch exemplifying all that. Several unflattering things could be said about the rest of South East Asia, all of Africa, and the countries of the Islamic world.
But the rice dishes, stews, and coffee are redeeming qualities of the latter.
Especially coffee.

Which, in most of America, is garbage. Mirroring the societies away from the coasts.



Biggest achievement of human civilization: toilet paper.
Soft, durable, dependable.

Although in large parts of Europe it's still more or less rough packing paper that scratches your privates. Goes with the soap that's hard, yellow, and smells industrial, to which they're also inexplicable attached.

You would not, I suspect, like me in the morning.
And that's probably mutual.



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