pith…

I’ll be funnier during the Apocalypse.

Historically, the popularity of comedy is proportionate to its people’s need for laughter. Ours must be troubled times indeed.

Primitive peoples looked to the stars for validation.

I do so wish one could hide the “Who to follow” section. Please and thank you, Twitter Czars.

Nostalgia is hope turned backwards.

Nostalgia is the falsest brand of memory.

Nostalgia for a time when the arts were fine.

Hard candies with the flavor of late Samuel Beckett. I wish there were a recipe.

Reason is a quilt ever in progress. Religion is a blanket to cover in false comfort.

I dare say atheists have thought harder, and worked longer, at stitching their beliefs together, than the faithful followers of a uni-god.

It’s troubling, this trivialization of America to death. Ok, sorry. Enough politics.
How ’bout those poop boobs? Something else, huh?

America’s worst possible outcome at the polls this fall is for the passionately irrational to outnumber the thoughtfully dispassionate.

President Obama: idealist, intellectual, believer in our better angels. Poor dumb bastard. Better angels are an endangered species.

Repugnantcons: masters of divisive, over-simplified, hyperbolically-charged, false binary wedge issues since Lee Atwater.

Libertarian-leaning Tea Party is the new angry, ignorant proto-fascist patriot.

POTUS defends sanctity of the Constitution, the rule of law for which America is (yet) admired, and polls plummet. I have no words.

Nervous dude in the Chevy Surburban with your Christ fish & foetus bumpersticker: Don’t drive like you can’t wait for the Rapture.

So many postured principles and grave moral concerns.
And yet, the American Right has no shame whatsoever.

No doubt, John Cornyn, the Right will make an issue of reiterating, and voicing support for, the 1st amendment in upcoming elections.

“MInd the gap.” Do they still make that troubling epistemological announcement in the London subway every so often?