Today is May Day, and while I offer a laurel and hardy handshake to all my Anarchist, Socialist and Pagan friends today,* this year I’d like to also say something to all you Capitalist swine out there who nearly broke the world: Fuck You sideways with your autographed copy of Atlas Shrugged, you no good, corpse-buggering shits. I hope you all catch Swine flu and choke on your own vomit.
*off void wherever Hot Topic Wiccans, Starbuck Anarchists and the phantom bogeymen “Socialists” of the Right Wing imagination dwell. That would be a mall, I guess, one somewhere in South Carolina probably.
If Chuck has his way we will get our Pagan super-powers and then we can Psi-punch the corpse buggers! Go heathen pride!
I’ve been punching them with my mind for months already.