As brave and daring street artists were celebrating the death of a fentanyl overdose thug and his resurrection as an angel, the US Embassy was flying rainbow flags and NGO's were busy teaching the merits of art in the toilet. In Afghanistan. Wow, the stupid runs deep, and behold the utter genius of our secular power in winning over the hearts and minds of the people they'd occupied, by force.
As in, "Now look here, tribespersyns, gender's a construct and isn't it about time we woke up to the global struggle to end systemic racism? And love Dadaism? You know, urinals in art? And by the way, you'd better agree or we'll drone you out of existence, you barbaric serfs."
Quite. You see the hooves of the unicorn stamp deep, and the Taliban, which we've just spent Trillion$ defeating, are now in power. Make of that what you will.
In the meanwhile, some people have become even richer than they already were, private jet upgrades all 'round. But Angel Floyd's muriel has been washed over in Kabul.
It seems our new allies in Central Asia don't count him as a saint, they don't feel George "Fentanyl" Floyd represents them. How could that be, it's almost as though they don't appreciate our obviously superior culture.
How dare they. Maybe we need to go back in and teach those evil, binary, sexist, cisgender thugs a lesson. How dare you paint over a George Floyd muriel. He was a saint, and an angel.
In the meanwhile, every time a two-bit fentanyl thug grows his wings, a Taliban fires a shot in celebration. Watch that tracer.
Cheers,
LSP
