ANd whether it's the Bardos or the Xians' deliciously-fantasized vats of boiling oil or an absence of ..to sleep, perchance to dream! -- clearly this is

>the LAST Question you'd EVER want a fucking committee to answer For you.<


(Unless yer a collectivist like marlowe, My Gramma and these bloody sanctimonious Neoconmen. Redundant to state, of course - they're psychos by inspection)



Whole fucking country is driving itself Rushhannity-mouth Disneyland Wacko.
Boring bunch of twits to boot - the final insult to any intelligent life left.