I Hate it Here 02…
My eyes are burning, I think my brain is trying to evict them for the sin of bombarding it with all this fake study, after fake news report, after stupid acid soccer mom that can’t parent their own kids properly.
It’s my own fault, I brought this on myself, 6+ hours of reading Twitter feeds isn’t healthy, but I feel right now, it is necessary.
It’s time to get my head back in the game, the game of professional deconstruction and critique. That’s my niche, I look at something and I break it down and stick pins in it till it calls “UNCLE” just before the chair leg of Truth sodomy begins. I’m not a journalist, I might have been one in a passed life, but right now I’m just a conscious objector.
GOOD NEWS FROM THE FRONT!! Or so we hope. Apparently Oompaloompah in Chief is going to leave our vape stores alone, giving them exemption from the flavor ban, which would solve most of our problems. To be honest, I could give 2 tugs on a dead dogs cock if convenience stores can’t sell e-cigs and those Satanic little demon cocks, Jull’s to teenagers anymore. Fuck em, vaping is our business, our industry and our community, and it was them that got us here in the first place greedily selling to minors. so do I care that they loose their ability to sell these products? No, whole heartedly, no, I hope they have to close down some of their shops, same number as the number of vape shops that they’ve cost us, let them know the sorrow, strife and anguish that our vape store owners have faced. Oh, and maybe ritualistic castration too, you know, the one where they use a sharpened rock and all you get afterwards to sooth you is a handful of dirty, sandy sea salt.
The longer this drags out, the more shops close, we’ve already lost too many, hell, one would have been too many in my eyes, which are still burning as I drip motor oil into my tear ducts to lube them up for the day at hand.
They’re fucking with you, they’re fucking with all of us.
This one’s not going to be long, I’m going to stop there, I’m chain vaping and snorting crushed Ritalin to keep me edgy, keep me vicious, keep me safe from them, “THEM”, the bastards that think just because their wife tells them it’s a good idea, they run with it. Yes, you Trumpy boy, you shoulda just grabbed her by the pussy and told her to get back in the kitchen, because that’s your level of sophistication.
I sigh, I introspect and I find solace in the fact that we’re fighting, tooth and coffin nail, because lives are on the line here, never forget that, it’s not just about our right to have our watermelon, peach, carbon monoxide, rat intestine flavored e-juices. It’s about taking every smoker worldwide, and turning them into a vaper.
It’s just one of those days, and I want to say to you, you’re a good bunch of roughnecks, you fight, light up Twitter, light up the White House phones, sign petitions, do surveys, release data, goddam it, you people are Behemoths! I’m proud to stand next to each and every one of you, and fight with you.
I salute you, brothers, sisters, others. I fight for you, with you, because it’s a civil injustice. Hell, I don’t even have a dog in the race, I’m not in the US, it doesn’t effect me, but I still fight, because it’s the right thing to do, and that’s what you do when you’re confronted with a bully. You stand up to him, look him dead in the eyes, and kick him as hard as you can in his testicles/her ovaries and scream “WE’RE NOT GOING TO FUCKING TAKE IT YOU JACK OFF!!”
I’m nearly blind now, I think the government is drying my eyes out with my computer screen just to show me they can fuck with me too, who knows? It’s a shit show, and enjoy tomorrow, rally your asses off, I’ll be watching on live streaming so behave yourselves, but if you feel you absolutely have to flash your tits to the cameras, who am I to say no? But no mooning the White House, I know it’s tempting, but show you’re better than them.
Res ipsa loquitur my vapeing family, let the good times roll…
