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Sociopaths--birds of a feather. I am guessing they have a spectrum, most conditions do. These people are drawn to one another. Might it be because they know they're not the norm? Something curious about them is that they learn to "act" like they have empathy. As they age, they know the right words to use at specific times, but they are not experiencing the emotion. What a relief: they can point to Ayn Rand's objectivism movement to prove they aren't so different. She even confirms they are superior. Having a conscience is such a nuisance!

Seriously, it's a very interesting situation. Republicans espouse being strong rugged individuals but will walk lock-step with their weak lying leaders. Now they have become captive to the likes of the Proud Boys, Three Percenters, militias, Patriot Prayer and Oath Keepers. That's just part of the list. Should an Ayn Rand loving, rugged individual need a gang?

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TOMBSTONES

Well, it's another Sunday evening in America just like all the rest, the end of the first day of another predictable week chock-full of foolhardy Republican "shenanigans." (Bidenspeak.)

Oh just say it: Bleep Republicans and their death cult!

Just about every horribly evil, wicked policy they champion oppresses or threatens to oppress a hapless population in one way or another and usually results in wasted years of needless suffering and death, most of it for no other reason than to fit into some bleeped-up delusional ideology that doesn't work in real life.

But mostly, our society -- especially the Republican Party -- is crashing and burning because they're nothing but a bunch of greedy, sadistic, power-hungry sonsableeps who don't care about anyone but themselves. Enter tin-god Trump.

Just like the rest of the world, I'm sick of it all -- sick to DEATH of all their stupid bleep.

So okay, bleepholes, let's keep going with your favorite, unspoken, anti-life theme to close out another empty holier-than-thou day in bleeping Meerkkka.

I mean, instead of counting sheep tonight, imagine the many obvious pithy epitaphs and derisive epithets carved into their cracked tombstones reflected in flashes of lightning on a dark and stormy night in the graveyard with Peter Lorre singing lullabies in the background. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaQcT5MS7_U

"He was a lyin, cheatin, muderin bleeptard who should rot in hell for all eternity, which is a damn long time, and we're all glad he's dead."

Naw, too long. Most people don't even get a fragment of a sentence to remember an entire lifetime. Careful though, you might have wingnut nightmares like Johnny Cash singing, "Don't Take Your Guns To Town." https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTAZ7xzZKAw

Being a good Democrat, instead, try copying a million or so names off their tombstones -- enough already dead people to stuff enough ballot boxes to have some small statistically meaningful chance of realistically affecting any outcome of any race anywhere other than maybe for the local alcoholic sheriff in Dog Patch, Aladamnbama.

Good luck with that. Make sure if they're dead Republicans to mark their ballots DemocratIC so they'll spin in their graves. At least, you’ll nod off dreaming about THEIR tombstones for a change instead of all their countless victims.

Hey, it's just a dumb dream. Better to get the hostility out of your system at night harmlessly so you can be a nice, peaceful, latte-drinking, tree-hugging, bleeding-heart liberal during the day. Just smile with a barely perceptible shake of the head whenever some zombified Fuxnut tries to formulate an intelligible human thought. Hahahaha!

After all, as sick as they all are in the head, they still do provide cheap entertainment when there's nothing better to do. May as well enjoy the spectacle since it's futile trying to communicate with sputtering-mad cretins who should be dead but ain't.

Sweet dreams.

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