It’s always good when I can pull out this quote 37 years after the release of Sixteen Candles.
“No more yanky my wanky! The Donger need FOOD!”
In this case, intellectual food. No more bullshit. No more. No. More
Fact. 700,000 Americans have died. Are you just oblivious to that number?
700,000. And counting. The United States leads all the nations of the world in COVID deaths. There is no spinning this. That is unacceptable. There is not a single excuse. It’s a tragic embarrassment.
We had multiple opportunities to win over this pandemic. And we just failed (refused, actually) to do it. There are no bigger losers than those who simply refuse to win.
Still, the apologists fall all over themselves trying to rationalize this. (And, WHY?) They embarrass themselves by referencing a disease with a “99 percent survival rate.” Could you be any more clueless, dishonest and mathematically illiterate?
The issue is not mortality RATE. The issue is volume of death. And the issue is duration of this pandemic, when we have the ability to control it.
We are not going to bend to The Toddlerocracy.
Quit your infantile whining, roll up a sleeve and get vaccinated.
The vaccines are safe and remarkably, historically effective.
But they’re “experimental,” right? While you line up to swallow horse-wormer.
It’s a mask, bitches, not a tracking device or the Mark of the Beast (whatever the fuck that means).
The truth is that most of you Cultists look better wearing a mask, anyway.
Masks are no more an infringement on your “freedom” than red lights.
I’m sick of whiny little wuss cowards wrapping their superstition, selfishness, ignorance, arrogance and blind tribalism in lofty notions of “freedom.”
After you put your masks on, accessorize it with a diaper, babies.
Or Donger ain’t gonna buy you no tacos.