Today is one of the Tuesdays that we could've freed ourselves from this dystopia foisted upon us by charlatans, but,....noooo.
Why?
Because you can't handle the truth!
If your pansy ass would get out of line long enough to know that the world will not collapse just because you shot spitwads at the fella calling the shots, you might find meaning in the word FREEDOM.
All you kids that squared up at the front of the class and conformed long enough to wear the funny hat and a gown (A GOWN!), congratulations, how do you like that fancy piece of paper, now?
Most of you think putting on your seatbelt, in a tagged and insured car, carefully following all traffic laws on the way to your cubicle is freedom.
It's not, but you don't know that.
You are too busy trying to conform.
It's ok, I was like that before I got ground up in the leviathan's supper, but now?
No, thanks.
Until you are ready to free your mind from the structures built there by folks smart enough to program your subconscious responses, this is the freedom you get.
If that isn't freedom to you then it's time to expand the horizons of the slaves around you.
