Fracking Democracy: Why Pennsylvania’s Act 13 May Be the Nation’s Worst Corporate Giveaway
1. Sorry, Pennsylvania, but you’re fucked.
2. How, exactly, can you be a politician in favor of this and not realize you are truly fucking your constituents who you, allegedly, serve? How is it not painfully obvious to all who might say something (ANY other politician, the news, the law/courts, their own fucking consciences if there is such a thing) that by signing something like this you’ve obviously been bought by these companies?
3. If you’re the sort of asshole who defends this sort of thing (“Jobs! It’ll create jobs!” I can hear such shitheels saying already), like whoever that dumbfuck was arguing with OneFootInTheGrave over this sort of thing, you can go take a long walk into a fracking hole and disappear forever.
Hungry Ghost: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/01/06/four-loko-recycled-into-e_n_805365.html
Hungry Ghost: imagine a post-apocalyptic wasteland
Hungry Ghost: where people battle for 4Loko
Hungry Ghost: to fuel their vehicles
Hungry Ghost: AND THEMSELVES
me: I AM SO BLOGGING THIS
died at #TWO MEN ENTER ONE MAN DRUNK … also, I promised him a script treatment. Fuck.
Paris World’s Fair, 1900: Rudolf Diesel introduces an engine that runs on peanut oil.
10 years later: “Some day some fellow will invent a way of concentrating and storing up sunshine, instead of this old, absurd Prometheus scheme of fire… Sunshine is a form of energy, and the winds and the tides are manifestations of energy. Do we use them? Oh, no! We burn up wood and coal, as renters burn up the front fence for fuel. We live like squatters, not as if we owned the property.” — Edison