COVID showed us that when we close the borders it’s already too late.
American avian flu will be global long before enough other governments take it seriously enough to react, because the people who should have raised the alarm (in the USA) will be too busy looking for a job, in jail, dead, or ignoring it and drinking raw milk.
Yeah, I suspect he’s holding the map upside down intentionally, and that guy was far from his first victim.
Nope. It’s cut. There’s fucking to death a couple panels from these. Someone else posted a link elsewhere in the replies.
It’s not the shire that worries me, it’s where the fuck the rces in Worcester is going…
Something like Woostuhshuh, apparently, for some reason. 🤨
Fucking bones. Inside my body. Everywhere. And my brain is trapped inside one of them. Fuck. 😖
But you still have to take steps to do it or your hand will never get better.
As someone else said in another comment a broken foot might be a better metaphor. Or a leg. Two legs even.
You’re telling people with broken feet and legs to just walk to the doctor.
No, it was democracy manifest.
They should eat each other. It’s the only ethical choice.
Or use NewPipe if you don’t need to sync with your Google account.
murder a puppy with his bare hands
Would have to be quite a small puppy, though.
Who the fuck would be in the favour of fascists…?
Franco did not sire the entire Spanish population.
No, but he did kill, or drive into exile or poverty and political irrelevance anyone who didn’t share his views.
Most of the surviving population, especially the ones with economic and political power, were fascists. Their children were fascists. Their grandchildren were fascists wearing progressive masks. And their great grandchildren are fascists who’ve taken off their masks.
When the bastard said he left everything “tied up and well tied up” he wasn’t kidding.
Germany was forced to clean up house, though.
Franco died in bed (in extreme agony, apparently; the only good thing the bastard ever did; but still), naming his successor, whose son is the current unelected parasite on the throne. The dictator’s children and grandchildren are public figures, celebrated and followed by embarrassingly large portions of the population.
The murderers and torturers who worked for him kept their jobs, were forgiven all their crimes, and their children and grandchildren succeed them (old money and contacts in high places go a long way towards winning elections).
The supposed “transition” merely put some new wallpaper on top of the existing structures, with a watered down constitution voted under military threats: vote for it, or else, even going as far as staging a coup attempt so that Franco’s successor could “save the day”, become a hero, and water the new supposed democracy down even further.
Do not compare Spain to Germany. It’s extremely insulting to Germany.
Most other states tend not to celebrate their raping, murdering, and pillaging as a national holiday, though.
And there’s also the fact that most Spanish politicians are descendants of those that served under the coupist dictator Franco (who nominated the current parasite in chief’s father as his successor), and share the same political views, as does a nauseatingly high portion of the population.
Move on
No.
Brigadier General Jack D. Ripper:
I can no longer sit back and allow Communist infiltration, Communist indoctrination, communist subversion, and the international Communist conspiracy to sap and impurify all of our precious bodily fluids.
(…)
[through his cigar] Mandrake,
Group Captain Lionel Mandrake:
Yes, Jack?
Ripper:
Have you ever seen a commie drink a glass of water?
Mandrake:
Well, no I… I can’t say I have, Jack.
Ripper:
Vodka. That’s what they drink, isn’t it? Never water?
Mandrake:
Well I… I believe that’s what they drink, Jack. Yes.
Ripper:
On no account will a commie ever drink water, and not without good reason.
Mandrake:
Oh, ah, yes. I don’t quite… see what you’re getting at, Jack.
Ripper:
Water. That’s what I’m getting at. Water. Mandrake, water is the source of all life. Seven tenths of this earth’s surface is water. Why, you realize that… seventy percent of you is water.
Mandrake:
Uhhh God…
Ripper:
And as human beings, you and I need fresh, pure water to replenish our precious bodily fluids.
Mandrake:
Yes. [chuckles nervously]
Ripper:
You beginning to understand?
Mandrake:
Yes. [chuckles, begins laughing/crying quietly]
Ripper:
Mandrake. Mandrake, have you never wondered why I drink only distilled water, or rain water, and only pure grain alcohol?
Mandrake:
Well it did occur to me, Jack, yes.
Ripper:
Have you ever heard of a thing called fluoridation? Fluoridation of water?
Mandrake:
Ah, yes, I have heard of that, Jack. Yes.
Ripper:
Well do you now what it is?
Mandrake:
No. No, I don’t know what it is. No.
Ripper:
Do you realize that fluoridation is the most monstrously conceived and dangerous communist plot we have ever had to face?
(…)
Mandrake, do you realize that in addition to fluoridated water, why, there are studies underway to fluoridate salt, flour, fruit juices, soup, sugar, milk, ice cream? Ice cream, Mandrake. Children’s ice cream?
Mandrake:
Good Lord.
Ripper:
You know when fluoridation first began?
Mandrake:
No. No, I don’t, Jack. No.
Ripper:
Nineteen hundred and forty six. Nineteen fortysix, Mandrake. How does that coincide with your postwar commie conspiracy, huh? It’s incredibly obvious, isn’t it? A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual, and certainly without any choice. That’s the way your hard core commie works.
Mandrake:
Jack… Jack, listen, tell me, ah… when did you first become, well, develop this theory.
Ripper:
Well, I ah, I I first became aware of it, Mandrake, during the physical act of love.
Mandrake:
[sighs fearfully]
Ripper:
Yes a profound sense of fatigue, a feeling of emptiness followed. Luckily I was able to interpret these feelings correctly: loss of essence.
Mandrake:
Yes…
Ripper:
I can assure you it has not recurred, Mandrake. Women… women sense my power, and they seek the life essence. I do not avoid women, Mandrake, but I do deny them my essence.
There’s plenty of science fiction without technology playing a significant role.
Robert Silverberg’s Dying Inside was the first that came to mind; Asimov’s The Gods Themselves or Nightfall might be other examples; Olaf Stapledon’s Sirius; Clarke’s Childhood’s End has (alien) tech, but it mostly focuses on the psychological and societal effects of the contact with aliens, as does Ted Chiang’s Story of Your Life (and some of the other stories collected in the same volume, Stories of Your Life and Others); Philip K. Dick’s The Man in the High Castle, Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five… lots of great science fiction works focus on aspects other than technology.
Well, that’s good, we wouldn’t want Pythagoras to get hurt.
there must be another simply-expressed term to reflect their thinking
Monstrous. Sociopathic. Inhumane. Evil. Deranged.
There’s plenty of simply-expressed terms to reflect their thinking.
Self driving cars in general, maybe. Teslas in particular, probably not so much, especially with Musk refusing to use LIDAR…