…and somebody’s #home?
“…a New Green Deal…”
I aint going all Ronda Paulito on ya or anything like that, but it’s really coming apart when a legitimate “political candidate” starts talking about things that make sense. Some will say the market will do it. That’s right, feed the elephant a ton of tapioca pudding, then walk around behind and give it an enigma. Unless you are already buried under a ton of elephant honor duty.
Just wiggle your fingers… up if you like it, down if you don’t. Of course I will “vote” for this “candidate” who does not have a hot skillet fart chance of “winning.” But just suppose she does. Somewhere she will get the Mister Beale speech and wake up with a horse’s head. The Real Owners could care less about any collapse or die-off. As long as they stay fat in the fuhrer banker.
Neo-feudalism is what they have in mind, and whether it takes digging sticks or death-rays, they will use them to get more. They profess to believe in endless growth. Wow. Imagine. A Green “president.” So then do eye two bee sew disambiguated when “my” president turns out to be a dickhead… or dickheadette… or whatever?