by Marina Orwell
As a marooned visitor to this effed-up planet, I’ve concluded: 49% of the population creates nearly all of the problems, while 51% of the population does most of the work. Ironically, the 49% openly despise the 51%, yet the 51% don’t seem to even notice. In fact, the majority of the 51% lick their personal despot’s boots (after they’re done with cooking, cleaning, babysitting, teaching, prostituting, breeding, & working full time, that is).
Meanwhile, seemingly in the “background” of the usual melee caused by the 49%, a small, horrid tribe of criminals proclaim themselves to be “chosen” (by an imaginary Dickhead in the Sky) to exploit the rest, & the majority actually believe these Culpritics.
The planet is just one big Barrel O’ Idiots. Women-hating, hypocritical morons.
The only “proof” of nearly all of these humanoids’ “beliefs” are merely a series of “Just So” stories, typically concocted by either Culpritics, Dickheads, or both. They will believe whatever an old Jew and/or Walking Penis tells them is so. Circulus in probando à la Da Herd.
If all this wasn’t enough, one particularly virulent group of freaks have “cultivated” a great oversupply of the expensive, aggressive members of society. They’ve callously done this via outright murder, so that Daddy Dickhead & Mommy Moron might have a “son” rather than a “daughter.”
These savages put the icing on the placenta, though, by eating the dead baby girl fetuses. Umm. Very good for long life. Long life of hell on a brutal anthill.
In another 20 years, the 49% will be the 65+% & life will be even more interesting on this most unfortunate planet. Mate-less morons will be roaming the globe, looking for the “productive half” to exploit & violate — since “pussy” will be as rare as Birds Nest Soup (another appalling “delicacy”).
When the expensive, aggressive “half” becomes the majority, & things grow ever more hellish, these inimitable codswallopers will still be scratching their heads & asking their old man in the sky “why, oh why?”
The universe will answer thus: *fart noise*
© 2014 Orwell’s Daughter