NORADRENALINE NEURONS, DOPAMINE, AND ACETYLCHOLINE: SPARKS WITH CAFFEINE!

It truly says something about a regime when the only countries lamenting the aircrash death of a leader are repressive sewers like Russia and Turkey. Aside from terrorist organizations and hard-line clerics. And South Africa.

Also, quite likely, student leaders all over America are weeping into their oatmilk lattes.
Maybe that twit Greta Thunberg too. They'll probably invite her to the funeral.
We should send a wreath. Poison ivy.


What with being a rather petty vindictive sort, I think I will have cake today.


On the other hand, several friends are stuck in the stinking effluvial parts of the world where religious leaders and blowhard political hucksters standardly spew venom, to great popular approval (Florida, Malaysia, Turkey, and such places), so I shall diplomatically abstain from gloating on Facebook. Reason being that I do not want their faculty colleagues to take offense, report them to the morality police, and cause them to lose their jobs.
Well, maybe not Florida. No evidence that anyone there can read.

Besides, it is dreadfully bad form to gloat over death.

Gloat, gloat, gloat, gloat, gloat!

In news of other completely unrelated developments, and returning the conversation to me, because this blog is an egoproject as well as a soapbox: The work week was spent gloating over fine pipes and getting progressively higher than kites on caffeinated beverages. I was quite giddy by the end of it, and possibly unbearable. But please don't worry! Both coffee and tea are full of antioxidants, help flush the kidneys, and are beneficial to both weight loss as well as Europe leaving the Dark Ages four centuries ago and going on to rape and pillage the rest of the world and develop the printing press, modern medicine, and liberal humanism.

World wars would be impossible without such things!

Without them, in addition to the cafeinated beverages, police departments would find it difficult to clear quads of pesky pup tents. And rightwing blowhards might sound even stupider than they normally do, which would be truly horrible.


These are all matters I shall be possibly pondering while poncing around the downtown this afternoon smoking my pipe. Filled with a tobacco product developed during the last gasps of the imperial age, when civilized countries ruled the world, exploited the natives, and brought light to the benighted savages.

I am still as insufferable a liberal as I was, but far less tolerant of my fellow travelers than ever I used to be. Many of them are insufferable pricks and wrong-headed.

Keffiyeh-wearing entitled young pukes.


Possible pipe pictured.



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