Indeed. References this recent news story ..
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I looked up know your meme and nothing was listed …
Why is everyone photoshopping the moon onto the sun?
Photoshop has destroyed the concept of visual proof.
(lulz)
— Bill Maher (via nedhepburn)
LOL!
On that note, I think I’ll go outside and play.
I’ll see y’all again this evening, Family. :-)
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Trying to learn to play clawhammer banjo is making me feel like the past 20+ years of playing instruments have gone right out the window. I can play faster than 60bpm, dammit…I swear! Even the guzheng wasn’t this difficult.
The art of the banjo resembles the art of comedy. It only looks easy.
Micheal Ruppert has said that our present political debates overlook the true root of our troubles—petroleum depletion and systemic breakdown. As I contemplated Ruppert’s assertion, my twisted mind flashed to a NASCAR allegory. My family and I were riding in the back seat of a super-modified race car named Globalization. Marx was riding shotgun, and Ludwig Von Mises was driving.
Marx: The driver systematically oppresses all our passengers. He has monopolized the means of transportation.
Mises: Nonsense! Any one of the passengers could have been a driver with a little luck and hard work.
Me: Fellas, is that fuel gauge accurate?
(Mises glances at the fuel gauge, notices the needle trending to “Empty”, and lightly taps on the dashboard with his knuckles.)
Marx: Lies! You have no right to the driver’s seat. This is the People’s Car!
Mises: No race car could ever be driven by a committee, Karl, and you know it.
Me: Guys! There’s smoke coming from the starboard wheel well! Is that normal?
Marx: Oppressor!
Mises: Parasite!
Me: (to my family) Check your seat belts and fire gear!
But still wets bed.
(reblogged for the commentary)
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