IDS (Imminent Death Syndrome) puts us all in an awkward position.

He could go at any moment… he’s got entitilitus!

An Honored Matre with her sexy skills!

The opposite of a Bulwer-Lytton!

How about a threefer with
Jerry
Lee
Lewis!

Reminds me of that Simon & Garfunkel lyric, along the lines of

…he’s so unhip
when you say Dylan
he thinks you’re talking about Dylan Thomas!
Whoever he was.

Hey, Imaginary Percentages, cool!

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To generate Complex Demographic on a Cartesian plane.

Because if it wasn’t Gaza, it would have been another excuse to not lift a lazy goddamned finger and still delude themselves into feeling "morally superior"while sitting on their fat mediocre asses at home.

Before Harris, they also leaned heavily on the “Sleepy Joe” bullshit and “two old white men up for election, who cares”. Once the old “Sleepy Joe” element was removed from the equation, they had to find a way to keep their goddamned stubbornly lazy and ignorant narrative intact.

Now that the election is over, most of these “concerned and outraged” deadweight assholes will never think about Gaza and the plight of its’ people again. And they will keep on feeling smug about themselves.

For a moment there, I thought the younger people of America had in them the capacity to do the obvious righteous thing, and to banish the demons once and for all.
The younger people of America have shown what they are made of, and never again will I overestimate them.

They’ve done it before and they’ll fucking do it again.
All these young new potential voters! A fresh wave of idiot!

It’s like baseball, for cars!

It’s almost like some people aren’t there to watch the movie at all?
What could they possibly do? What could teenagers do that they couldn’t do at home with mom and dad and little pest of a brother/sister?

While filming Citizen Kane, director and star Orson Welles likened making a movie to playing with a toy train set, and that playful inventive spirit shines all throughout the movie.

Raised eyebrow - “Fascinating”

Buy it at your local Fleetwood Mart.

Is that supposed to be some sort of modern art, sliver of moon sculpture?

Legally sold as “soap”!

Kool Aid Pitcher Man and Rev. Jim Jones. Name a more iconic duo.

EDIT: You know, because of the TV movie of the late 70s-early 80s, I got used to putting the face of Powers Boothe on the name Jim Jones, it always feels weird to see the real monster, like an uncanny valley effect.

For some reason, I feel like his stage name should be Baby Leroy.

One step further back, very Orwellian, or even Kafkaesque.

Where Green?

This looks more 90s to me than 80s.