up and down the coast, paranoia stalks the nukeyoulerr generating
plants. first an earthquake, now a hurricane with storm surge and maybe
flooding. the staff and owners understand they're only one catastrophe
away from pitchfork and torches public hanging.
watching the hilarious panic all over the tee vee. i hope those
bastards in nyc or new jersey don't think of taking federal funds if
hurricane irene gets all medieval on their asses.
woulda' been sweet, though. i mean, urkel, johnny cab and a host of actors who may be seen in the background of icarly or victorious with mr. tuvok and the poolboy lady from madtv.
pg would've put that bad boy over the top! scarily, my daughter loves
these cheapo asylum flicks on syfy. she wants to watch just long enough
to see the giant-whatever bad special effect and she's thrilled. i
guess she's probably the target demo anyway. she was especially
interested in the moby dick 2010 epic. call me ishmael indeed.
perhaps not as scary as
paul giamatti playing shane macgowan, but this
tar sands
pipeline bullshit is pretty fucking disgusting. the obama
administration is all for it, of course, and lots has been made about
the pipe fitters union being as short sighted and greedy as the afl-cio
was during the
patco strike.
basically, we have a fucked political and social culture in this
country, and this is just another horrible example of how fucked we all
are.
maybe i need my meds adjusted, but i have an irrational fear of really awful pogues movie with paul giamatti starring chewing the scenery as shane macgowan.
i understand that it is both less likely than a ron paul presidency as
well as more horrible than a rick perry/david barton administration, but
still it would be a remarkably destructive artifact, and i've been
obsessing about it for a while. bad mojo.
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