There isn’t enough cold brew in all the world to make this month of extreme Statism in the news cycle palatable. Come on, in all honesty, we can’t be the only ones that have tuned out for June…right?
You know, it probably could have been news of Marie Harf’s promotion which kicked off this month that brought on this intense malaise.
Or perhaps our staff did it to ourselves with back to back Memory Lanes on population control pushers. That’s hardly an uplifting line, even though all of their bullshit dire predictions turned out to be just that, bullshit.
The TSA barely wowed us with their negligence this month when it was finally revealed that those nifty security badges terrorists are sure to covet often go missing…at the tune of 1,400 badges at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport alone. Really, the TSA incompetent? Wasn’t that established from day one?
Maybe our staff is just feeling defeated, because the microbeads in our favorite Clarins cleanser have been banned by Big Government.
Even with Up From Slavery as our PD Book Club pick, there was still way too much Al Sharpton this month, and not nearly enough Booker T. Washington.
In fact, we didn’t even get close to touching the media’s jihad against
Christianity the Confederate flag. Right, the Confederate flag is the problem with America. Again, we ruled there wasn’t enough cold brew or sarcasm on the planet for any of our staff to get through that one.
It just wasn’t going to happen.
Despite all of our cures against the annoyances of summer, SCOTUS struck again too.
Then last week everyone paraded around in rainbow G-strings and Y-fronts (in more Conservative areas) as the great gods of SCOTUS gave permission for natural life choices, few grasping that this permission was actually just another cementing of tyranny.
Cool, love really wins when it’s what the State wants, right?
Okay, ready for the picture summary of how much the Statists have squawked and celebrated June 2015?
Here it goes:
We know apathy in the face of tyranny isn’t the solution, but every now and then everyone could use a break…and maybe a new pair of kicks.
That said, bring on the foreskin facials of July! Let’s get this going.