Wednesday, June 10, 2020
My Nomination for Next Year's Pulitzer for Poetry
He's describing the people inside the People's Autonomous Republic in Seattle.
I just can't believe this collection of drug addict filth-squatters, unmedicated schizophrenics, trust fund Chavista weakling runts who are LARPing revolution because of the opportunities it grants them for drug-raping high school freshmen, transexual nomads with borderline personality disorder, rat-tail-braided wan blue-blotched sk8terbois who rent out their mouths in the bus station bathrooms at twenty bucks a load, homeless gender studies majors with a personal interest in fat acceptance who want to be paid to life-coach people into morbid obesity, and hardcore racist gangbanger sub-retards can't make self-government work.
This is the left's army -- lead-brained droogs and scabrous nightwalkers convinced that they'd be on top if only the system wasn't stacked against them.
Newsflash, you developmentally delayed, physically repulsive, low-impulse-control mentally sick losers: You'd be on the bottom of any system.
h/t Ace of Spades HQ
Wonder if he could do Haikus?
Imagine that my finger snapping has reached maximum snappage.
Labels: Autonomous Republic Seattle; Pulitzer Prize for Poetry 2021