Asylum, Asylum or Both?
In an instant we went from virology to wineology and from covid to go-win. The point is to be on stage, because there is no worse abstinence from media visibility.
Suddenly the lights go out, the curtain falls, the show is over, and the impresario looks at the company, tired, breaks the lamp, and says at length a fake reality that that kind of show won’t work anymore. The lies are out now.
What to do then? Retirement? Never be. It’s good to go from covid to go-win, other times, when people go to stalls with benches and vegetables, of which kilos of rotten vegetables are attracted (well still eaten. , in the face of cricket flour).
Hilarious arguments emerge from the media haven. Something to laugh out loud like a good glass of wine shrinks the brain. And yet there are those who give credence to such statements who look pretty in a clown act.
But what do you want to do? It is a time when pathology is politically correct and natures are pathological.
Let’s keep smiling because it’s good for your health.
A new adage of fine workmanship warns us: “Those who refuse to eat insects are called NO-Larv and don’t get a grill-pass”.
Do you think it’s a bot? No, in a politically correct asylum, it may actually happen that non-cricket eaters are not allowed to leave the house. If you don’t eat crickets you are stupid and you will be punished.
If you’re in the larval stage these days, you’re an evolution. A larvologist, former parasitologist, turned virologist, waiting for a place on the virology stage (enology is serious stuff and it’s politically incorrect and pathological).
Canada has free cannabis, but you can no longer drink alcohol and beer.
Surely (we bet) there will be some auto-strategist who in unsuspecting times will reveal the secret of auto grills, the avant-garde of livery.
Camola and Cagnoto, great for fishing trips, are succulent dishes served in starred restaurants, and winemakers can drink because the wine is chic there. The winemaker is not just any plebeian, come on. (Caution, vinologist, not sommelier, because a sommelier is an expert in brain-shrinking poisons).
Yesterday I bought a Lombrosian caliper to measure my brain every evening. Want to watch my brain shrink after drinking a glass of good red?
For the avoidance of doubt, it’s best to measure.
The Nazis measured up too.
In Canada, to stay on topic, euthanasia is legal for people with terminal illnesses or disabilities. It was also an idea widely practiced by the Nazis. In Canada you don’t force, you invite. We invite you to get rid of annoying handicappers, …….. dousement, but alcohol is prohibited. It’s better to scare Sava sans than to die drunk.
A dead man can be useful for composting, and growing vegetables in vertical gardens with it is the latest trend in extreme chic folly. Tomatoes grown in grandpa’s compost must be a delight. Heavenly taste.
A trifle? No, complete project with technical and price list. From hospitality to rooftop gardens. Grandpa is exchanged. Greener than that.
Are we in the asylum or the asylum? In both. We have entered a world where pathology has become the norm and the norm has become pathology. Madness cures the wise.
The basic idea of various “scientists,” modified from time to time as needed, is that people are made up of kindergarten children who must be educated according to the logic of the normative state. , not in the latter part of the last century, Nazism and Communism, Hitler, Stalin, Mao and Pol Pot.
Adepts of the ethical state lose their fur, but not vice.
After all, what could be more beautiful than being able to command and bring a plebeian into line than to exercise power over others? What a passion. It is the dream of all elites to prevent others from doing what they can, otherwise what is the pleasure? You drink in a starred restaurant, not in a hostel. Come.
Just as there are support groups for alcoholics, it should be said that some similar groups should be created for “scientists” to withdraw from the media presence.
In this upside-down world, this insane reality that predates Nazi-style totalitarian logic, there is a belief in the power of the raspberry: long, loud, irreverent, destructive, chaotic.
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