dolores666's photos with the keyword: Hypocrisy

Here's an idea: since we seem determined to neither learn nor change, we might as well have a Remembrance Day (aka Shame, Shame, Poppy-Shame Day) for the future generations of both canon fodder and, most especially, “collateral” damage -i.e. all the countless innocent civilians who will neither vote for nor take part in whatever new carnage our darling leaders will be organizing shortly. This is it. Have a nice life, if you can get it. PS. The quotes are from Julio Anguita's now famous outburst and from a very old Celtas Cortos album.

The disintegration of the social fabric via condemnation of dissent continues apace. You can hardly open your mouth to express the mildest of objections to the official party line without getting the spontaneous irregular armies of the self-appointed reps of law, order and orthodoxy jump on you like the wrath of God. You get insulted, publically humiliated, demonized, ostracized and if at all possible battered to a pulp. So if what you want is a quiet life at all & any cost, just keep shtum, nod politely to any dribble that the sheep gibber at you and, if things get too unbearable, get yourself some ear plugs. It takes guts to be a goat… Have a maaaaarvelous week.

Language matters! For the Nth time: corrupt the language = corrupt the mind = corrupt the behaviours. Today it’s “probably” or “almost certainly”, tomorrow will be “your neighbour is a controversial (= evil), dangerous witch/terrorist” and out will come the torches and the pitchforks and the public lynchings. And that nice person next door, who normally would never hurt a fly, will be carried away by the tide of rabies and indulge in such abhorrent actions that would frighten the very Great Old Ones our of their dogmatic slumbers. But it’s no good going on like this. The Holy Guardian (or it twin sister the Daily Mail, or the Sacred New York Times) and the BBC, or the rest of the whorish indentured MSM will propagate this kind of piffle and most people will believe it because...well, they are “prestigious” and “balanced” and “impartial” and they always check their facts (via the highly reputable Bellingcat, of course) and they always, always tell the truth, don’t they? Have a spiffing week. Soon it might not be possible to have one.

ClipArt Monsters’ Dirge. Here’s a small token of my contempt for that ghastliest of all our ex-prime ministers, Tony “Liar-Liar-Pants-On-Fire” Blair, who keeps on resurfacing, like a particularly malicious revenant. Also, a special, tailor-made ad hominem attack and a curse upon his obnoxious head: May the Harpies foul your table and rot the very food in your mendacious mouth. And may the Undying Worm eat your eyeballs from the inside. And may the Night Mare send her brood to plague your unpleasant dreams -and the dreams of the MSM indentured pundits that still maintain that you were a “pretty regular guy”- to the ends of the viable universe and beyond. There Coming soon: Peripheral Italian saints. PS. There are many good reasons for my obsession with this kind of GM (Graphically Modified) clipart creatures wot come free with some apps. One is that some are too cute not to do things to and with -we seem to be made for each other. Another is that I feel very sorry for them. Why, most of them will end up decorating someone’s god-awful selfie, or the snaps of him getting pissed and puking in Magaluf, or, Bumba forfend!, the pics of her latest breast implants. Frankly, the poor wee things are better off working for me, dontyouthinkso?

Joke. A guy walks into a bar, left foot forward, and offers to buy everybody a drink. He gets shot. A rosary-clenching, Bible-wielding lunatic walks into the same bar and says that from now on everybody’s gonna have to pay for the very air they breathe. He gets feted sky high and proclaimed Saviour of Mankind. Meanwhile, back outside, the planet is going to pot. The end. www.globalresearch.ca/bolivia-color-revolution-new-surge-latin-american-independence/5695175

No comment needed, really, except a quick, brief-but-savage jeer at the endless hypocrisy of the soi-disant Free World, plague take them. As I said before, in imperial politics what’s good for the goose is seldom good for the gander. Gulf of Tonkin Incident, anyone? Douce Mère de Bumba, priez pour nous…