Garp garp
Oct 02
I’ve never seen so much beauty; via i451.photobucket.com
Sep 06
Utter Astonishment
I’m struggling desperately today to figure out what I find more baffling and appalling: That the same crowd who’ve spent months accusing Barack Obama of being a closet Muslim, a racist, a kid-indoctrinating communist, a secret citizen of Kenya, and a Hitler wannabe who seeks to nationalize health care so that he can murder whoever he believes to be an undesirable, turns around and professes righteous outrage over Obama using a menial administration post to appoint someone they deemed to be an “extremist” because he had the audacity to call Republicans “assholes” in public and sign an online petition 6 years ago that called for an investigation into whether or not the Bush administration had knowledge of Bin Laden’s 9/11 plot prior to 9/11, or the fact that Obama failed to show any semblance of a political spine and actually caved to these moronic assholes by sending the aforementioned “extremist” to the proverbial glue factory.
Sometimes, I just want to pack my bags and move away to an island somewhere to escape the deafening noise that is this country’s Herculean idiocy. This is one of those times.
“ it was a close place. i took it up, and held it in my hand. i was a-trembling, because i’d got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and i knowed it. i studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then says to myself:
“all right, then, i’ll go to hell” - and tore it up.
it was awful thoughts and awful words, but they was said. and i left them stay said; and never thought no more about reforming. i shoved the whole thing out of my head, and said i would take up wickedness again, which was in my line, being brung up to it, and the other warn’t. and for a starter i would go to work and steal jim out of slavery again; and if i could think up anything worse, i would do that, too; because as long as i was in, and in for good, i might as well go the whole hog.
“all right, then, i’ll go to hell” - and tore it up.
it was awful thoughts and awful words, but they was said. and i left them stay said; and never thought no more about reforming. i shoved the whole thing out of my head, and said i would take up wickedness again, which was in my line, being brung up to it, and the other warn’t. and for a starter i would go to work and steal jim out of slavery again; and if i could think up anything worse, i would do that, too; because as long as i was in, and in for good, i might as well go the whole hog.
— huck finn (via smut-to-go)
Sep 05
zeph:
Thats cool!
