Because this whole blog thing just looks like it needs a little help getting off the ground, I think I’ll throw my voice into the ring. What can you expect to find here? Hopefully things that will make you laugh or even think a little. If you were hoping for deep 2am soul searching sessions, you’re out of luck. I’ve always thought reading that kind of stuff was like watching paint dry.
No, I’ll be writing about things like the impending end of the world. You haven’t heard about it?
Russia: Poland risks attack due to U.S. missiles.
So, the U.S. basically says to Russia, “Hey, look over there!” and then tries to slip these Interceptor doo-dads into Russia’s backyard. Russia says, “WTF, mate?” when they stop beating the shit out of Georgia long enough to notice. Various semi-sober looking Russian generals with too many medals get on TV and imply that the world will end if Poland gets the missile.
In all seriousness, holy shit.
I thought worrying about the world spontaneously exploding was something only my parents had to have anxiety attacks about. In all fairness, for those that are bashing Russia on this, the U.S. would do the exact same thing if Castro was going to host a “defense shield” for Russia. I mean really, what would you do if something like this showed up in your backyard?
It looks like the Death Star. I’d be a little worried.
I’m waiting for the public service announcements and school drills to make a comeback. If you don’t have a 1950s style school desk to duck under, you may want to find one soon. Apparently that’s all that stands between you and nuclear annihilation.
All fear mongering aside (CNN and Fox have that base covered), I can just imagine Dr. Strangelove in an underground fortress somewhere cackling wildly.
Here’s to hoping whoever wins the election can get along with Mr. Putin. For that matter, I hope many presidents down the line will be able to get along with him, because I don’t see him going anywhere soon.
Anyway! That’s how this blog is going to be, so hopefully it wasn’t a bad read. If it was, stick around, maybe I’ll get funnier/smarter.
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