How to survive an Alt Right and Woke Christmas this year
Christmas, that time of year when you are forced to spend long periods of time with extended family who might believe all sorts of crazy shit.
Christmas, that time of year when you are forced to spend long periods of time with extended family who might believe all sorts of crazy shit.
Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 all together in one hilarious combo of gleeful hate and love. Trigger warning, there are so many triggers in here it may as well be a bag of fucking handguns.
Not for the sensitive, strictly no emotional support peacocks.
This is journalism today sad face sad face
Let’s wrap this up already – it’s almost Christmas and this trilogy is dragging on like the Lord of the bloody Rings, but it’s not a total flop like Mortal Engines. God, that movie is dreadful isn’t it? When the Weta Digital special effects department can’t paper over the crap plot you know you are fucked. Who thought a movie about cities on wheels was a starter for 10? It’s as much a hot mess as the Golden Compass but losing more money.
I digress.
We are going to bury all the bodies right here.
As we spin on this tiny rock completing another circle around a medium sized sun at the arse end of the Milky Way Galaxy, these are insignificant ramblings trying to fish up some meaning for a 12 month period where nothing seemed to matter in the face of climate change while simultaneously everything managed to offend huge swathes of people you’ll never meet.
Ummm. This isn’t satire.
This was actually her Christmas card.
I know, I know, what can you say? What is to be done?
Sigh.
Malcolm Evans – Auckland Council channels Israel
2018 has been the year of the Woke Left & Alt Right, fringes of identity politics fuckwittery that have managed to infect the political debate and turn it in on itself in a never ending cycle of social media outrage olympics and the narcism of tiny difference.
Beta & Alpha