Is Bob Weir Targeting the Elderly With His Satanic Rock Cult?
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Looks like the jig is up. We've been found out.
"The “Weir-dos” embrace the worst ideologies of job crushing “green politics.” They’ve turned their backs on the fun militarism of the Reagan years. They’re free spirits who believe in tree goddesses and going bra-less. They cruise farmers’ markets like Tinder on Metamucil. They make phallic pottery in backyard studios. And they will do everything in their incredible power to undermine our nationalistic culture from within."
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The guitar solos are
The guitar solos are undisciplined and trail off like a mental patient searching for a purple elephant in a Wal-Mart.
Satire, but true.
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"Weir, who looks like a
"Weir, who looks like a bewildered Santa Claus with his penetrating gaze and unkempt beard..."
"Sadly, for millions of Americans, including Katy Perry’s boyfriend John Mayer, it’s already too late."
Well, they did get a few things right.
Neal, I'd hate to think that finding this stuff is what your new job entails!
Although I did find this other article on that site tantalizing...
Beware the Hidden Psychological Dangers of Restaurant Salads
Is there anything more outlandish than the restaurant salad?
These glitzy monstrosities mock you into spending everything in your wallet.
And when they arrive at the table, you’re forced to stuff your face like some farm animal, mashing your molars in an exhausting spectacle that snubs out what little dignity you have left in your final dimming years.
No, this “green” agenda has gone too far!
Resist!!!!!!!!
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It's like some sort of
It's like some sort of misguided, conservative Onion satire....a Red Onion?
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There onto Phish as well!!!!!
There onto Phish as well!!!!!!!
For the sake of this article, we’ll call him “Zane” but that’s not his real name. Today he has a career and a community to protect. “I have to be very careful,” he warned me, clutching a pack of menthol cigarettes, “you see, I used to be a lot wookie…”
Zane’s downfall followed an all too predictable pattern in our nation today. In early 2007, a female acquaintance at his college emailed him a link to The Pirate Bay, an illegal European website. He was directed to an album by a heavy metal music group he had never listened to before, The Phish.
The music that played on his iPod was lush and confusing, but Zane was at a confusing time in his life. The angry lack of rhythm, the frustrating lyrics, the utterly hopeless mystery of it all appealed to his tortured soul.
Lured into a life on the road, “phans” of the Phish find comfort in bright lights and body odor.
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Not quite back in the working
Not quite back in the working world (although looking for work is a job in itself), but will be in a little over a week. Train into Center City Philly everyday. Gonna be about 12 hours from the time I walk out my door in the morning and walk back in in the evening. I plan to spend time on the train writing songs that will either save the world and/or make me independently very wealthy. But of course the best laid plans...