Day follows day and the relentless and
aggressive march of ignorance continues. Rank after rank of
cinderblock heads, bobbing Nodwells and cynical outriders moving in
lockstep, on and on; the slow motion waltz of mesmerized mutants
continues. Have they always been like this? In elder days one could
understand, perhaps, when there was no real media 9to set the course
of collective delusion) and information traveled by proclamation and
rumor, with most of the intel in the hands of the organized church.
Today there is no real excuse except for perpetual dupedom and
cowardice seeking approval and a pat on the head from the blood
swilling undead.
Dog Poet transmitting
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