Monday, May 30, 2016

A candidate to end all candidates

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This November, take a minute to compare the candidates...
  • Giant Meteor has a plan. He knows disposable income is down, that's why his platform does away with money all together. His opponent? Completely pro-money and beholden to lobbyists.
  • Giant Meteor is a true outsider. His opponent is a career politician from the Beltway. Giant Meteor is a grassroots candidate from the Kuniper Belt.
  • Giant Meteor comes from a long line of species-ending meteors. His opponent? Pro-Life
GIANT METEOR: "Just end it already"  

10 comments:

Methadras said...

Well, I just found my write in candidate.

edutcher said...

I've got a guy who goes after armed muggers unarmed.

And wins.

Joe Biden, America's Putin said...

Finally.

Lem the artificially intelligent said...

Someone we can all get behind!

LOL.

Chip Ahoy said...

A writer at the Federalist Tweeted, "Every other word out of Trump's mouth is unhelpful to women." Then somebody else said, come on now that is not true. And the first person responded, "Well then I'll just be a good little girl and shut up."

Projectus extremus, it's not just a tributary of Tiber, ya know.

Because those are the only two possible choices; hyperbolic venting about Trump or being a good girl and shutting up completely.

Dark tones slider way over left or white tone slider way over right.
Treble slider way over right or bass slider way over left.
Amplitude way over right or wavelength way over left.
Heat turned way high or refrigeration turned way low.
Fuel flow turned way high or carburetor turned way low.
RPM highest possible or transmission gear low.

Those are the only choice sets. One extreme or the other in all things. This conservative writer thinks and argues exactly like worked up crackpot liberals do usually, when conservative writers have extended public emotional breakdown episodes such as now.

Exactly the same.

And I go, who are you? Why am I seeing you? How did I follow you? *unfollows*

Life's too short. I'm nobody's psychiatrist, irrational lady having a protracted public episode, I'm nobody's ball bouncing wall.

While others endure real and true suffering in such composed silence they actually break both arms in the months preceding their death and I don't even hear about it until after they're dead.

Comparar y contrastar.

But that's another extreme. The opposite of public breakdown gleefuly engaged, and it is the "shut up" portion of her Trump hyper exaggeration. John, who broke both arms before he died could have complained every minute on Twitter exaggerating his broken arm woes, but instead he shut up entirely. Surely there's a good place somewhere between these extremes.

Is everyone so naturally radical?

Lem the artificially intelligent said...

I put out a couple of tweets to kind of feel out the #nevertrump people...

But I haven't heard anything back... I guess I'll post them here.

#NeverTrump is an insurance policy in expectation of a big Trump fuckup. They are so sure of a Trump #doomsday, they use holocaust language.

For example. When Trump says "everything is negotiable", doesn't that make #NeverTrump appear extreme? I'm trying to understand.

Joe Biden, America's Putin said...

Tornader

William said...

Now that I have reached old age, I have no objections to a mass extinction event. I'm pretty sure that within ten to twenty years of my death they will find a cure for my mortal ailment. That annoys me. Plus a lot of cool stuff didn't even exist when I was young. I missed out on all that and even better stuff is on the way so that's more grounds for bitterness. If, however, the world perishes pretty soon after I die, then I will not have missed out on anything. So who's sorry now bitches.......These thoughts probably don't reflect well on me, but it would be kind of neat to be among the last generation on earth to live unto old age.

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virgil xenophon said...

Only one equal to that sticker is the one I saw from a previous Presidential campaign ('68?) that read: "Beam me up Scotty, there's no intelligent life down here!"