I've been moving about the country as they say at Skyhound, and also, perhaps as a result, laid low by stomach flu. Or perhaps I've been driving the porcelain bus in reaction to all that is afoot in these United States: the Rise of the Scott Brownshirts, et cetera. Yesterday the nauseous Right to Lifers were down on the Mall in numbers, some of them chanting "Personhood now, personhood now!" I reflected that Clarence and the Clowns at the Supreme Court had already bestowed personhood on the corporation, so perhaps their misguided prayers had already been answered.
We are so fucked.
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