TUMBRELS

A tumbrel is a two-wheeled cart most famously employed to transport prisoners to the guillotine during the French revolution. At it's destination, it would be tipped so that the priviledged class running dogs would tumble out. Very useful. I suspect they'll be coming back. Related thereto, I now hardly ever talk to the Irishman (he's a hate-filled maga loon), the bald degenerate troll (off his rocker and vicious, also maga), the retired judicial person (whiny magaite apologist and mean-spirited). The techno pimp, yes, as he's got enough of a sense of humour and is human enough to be okay.
Walther, Charles, and the neurosurgeon also. Human, humanists, sound brains, and not members of a cult.


But you know, there's no percentage in talking to the other side, really. Just line them up and shoot them at some point. Which, given how the Republicans are raping the country, is becoming an ever more likely occurence.
When I got back to my neighborhood yesterday evening there was a wank-panzer parked on my block. Surprisingly, it hadn't been vandalized yet. Probably because it was still light out.

Naturally, as a socially conscious person, I do NOT advocate torching Teslas. It would be horribly polluting, number one, and Kristi Noem will want your balls if you do. Plus there might be witnesses, and no one actually in the vehicle. So it's bad.

And far be it from me to think in terms of burning the entire damned factory down as well as the State of Texas, OR guillotining members of the government and the Republican Party.
Or, if you're vegan, pelting them to death with tofu.

None of that. I am a peaceful man.

Om, shanti shanti, om.



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