Why Your Vote is Meaningless
So let’s eat, drink and be merry. But don’t come to me seeking my participation in the vote this fall. I will spend my remaining lifetime not voting for the lesser of two weasels.
So let’s eat, drink and be merry. But don’t come to me seeking my participation in the vote this fall. I will spend my remaining lifetime not voting for the lesser of two weasels.
Billy was playing to the crowd, the musicians on stage, and especially Suze. He performed on the blues harp with an exuberant skill she found shocking. Their first-time ever sexual consummation, only a few hours previously, fueled a crazy energy between them, linking them in an energy flux that somehow actually surpassed their earlier ecstatic union in the motel.
Gonzo Today’s official position on U.S. politics is simple: we are disgusted by both parties. The current looming Biden/Trump rematch is an atrocity that is both scary and laughable. How is this even happening?
All are healthy, rested and hungry. It’s been 30 years since the Niners were the champs. They are due. And even Taylor Swift and all her fans can’t stop the Niners now.
As we have moved beyond the restrictive COVID lifestyle, local bands have been tenaciously working to get their music recorded and out to fans. They have hit the road and are playing gigs. Live shows happen every night somewhere. Combined this with bands choosing to put their music on vinyl means that people are buying music again as they did in the past.
Or as John Lennon said: “Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we’re being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I’m liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That’s what’s insane about it.”
Art had somehow instantly produced a tiny coke spoon with a small mound of gleaming white crystals and slowly waved it under her nostril. And somehow it seemed completely natural for Suze to hold a forefinger to block her other nostril and sharply inhale the proffered drug. It packed a kick, she realized at once. Stuff was for real.
From his parking spot down the street, Imants recoiled in his seat. Now Suze was with… That Guy. He reached into the Gladstone bag, and pulled out the gun again, and then threw it back in the bag.
The trip to Vegas was boring. Well, mostly. I was alone, hot (I hate airco and seldom use it) and grumpy, if simultaneously mildly amused. I was driving to Vegas to bet a grand on the San Francisco 49ers to win the Super Bowl.
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