by Noah
But what about my amusements?
We really do need to oil up the blades, you know. I've been saying that since my teen years and I know that I will be saying it at least until the day I pass into the next life. The French had the right idea way back when and they've also had a long history of national strikes as an F.U. to the congenitally insensitive scumbag class. I might be all for tarring and featherings as an hors d'oeurve course, too. Just sayin'. One thing's for sure: We are way too masochistic/passive as a society and that makes us targets for continued grand scale abuse.
So, let's start with the authors of that heinous 2017 Tax Scam that Donnie Traitor and Paul Ryan (former House Speaker and current FOX "News" board of directors member) put their names on. It's creating more and more billionaires and doing it faster than those behind it can stuff all the kickbacks from it into their Swiss bank accounts and overflowing pockets. Soon, that bigly ol' scam is gonna give us a trillionaire class. You think we have problems with these shitbags, now? Just wait, which, sadly, is what Americans will do.
Oh, you want me to be more civilized and nicey nicey? Well, how 'bout I offer these morally bankrupt billionaire mutants a choice of a chance to make amends before the inevitable? Nah, at this point, the best I feel like offering them is a choice of being strapped to the back end of a Pinto during an ice storm, making a tin can trip down to the Titanic or over Niagara Falls, or getting a nice, old-fashioned dark ages toss into a 15 foot deep pit chock full of highly poisonous vipers, hundreds of 'em. And, Just to be fair, since I'm always fair: For the latter, I would let them choose either a croquet mallet, a tennis racquet, or a steak knife to take into the pit with them. Let them eat snakes or let the snakes eat them. Terrific entertainment value! Good luck, assholes!