"And then President Trump built his "base" the old fashioned way - cage match."
"The RepubliCon' warlords tried to stop him but they no longer had a 'base'. Once Nascar endorsed Trump, it was all over"
Human beings are a clever bunch...Clever enough to con themselves over and over again, but not clever enough by half when it really matters. I was about to launch into another diatribe on the logic behind cloning sheep, building human-like robots (when we already have robot-like humans), virtual reality when we have this thing called real reality - and otherwise searching for life on barren planets five million light years away, while this perfectly good one turns to shit in broad daylight...
"When I was growing up we had this thing called real reality..."
And then this beyond-all-asinine article caught my eye, since I'm a big Eagles fan...
Apparently ("Take It To the Limit" singer) Randy Meisner's wife was accidentally shot last night. According to the police, she was moving a long rifle out of the closet when an object fell on the trigger and blew her head off. It was ruled an accident by the police. She was assassinated by a bookshelf or some other "object".
And then we learn that by sheer coincidence, earlier in the day, police responded to a call from Mrs. Meisner reporting domestic abuse from her drunken husband.
"The bookshelf assassin strikes again".
We don't need to find another planet, we need to find another species.
We don't need to find another planet, we need to find another species.
