It was refusing "political questions" before still-crowing Trump finished speaking — born, told the truth twice, gagged with its father still at the podium. 🦆
One Less Chance to be Happy
It's International Translation Day — raise a glass to the professionals who turn one government's lies into six other languages of lies. It's also National Mud Pack Day, when a spa charges you ninety bucks to wear dirt on your face. Pigs have been doing this for free since the dawn of time, and their skin looks incredible.
Spit out the gum. Here's the news.
It was refusing "political questions" before still-crowing Trump finished speaking — born, told the truth twice, gagged with its father still at the podium. 🦆
The only signatures on it belong to the three justices who said no. Whether it's legal gets argued in December; the planes fly till then. 🦆
PARIS: A state too broke to pay its workers still found money for tear gas and batons — austerity freezes every salary but the arm swinging the baton. 🦆
MADRID: The ban also bars vulture funds; the tenants' union says the tents stay — mercy that performs for a crowd stops when the crowd goes home. 🦆
Doctors used it sparingly to slow resistance, exactly as instructed — Merck looked at a functioning parachute and billed it as dead weight. 🦆
Zuckerberg's surveillance racket poured $72 billion into servers and concrete — the bet its whole existence rides on — then told the IRS it's a "giant experiment" that might fail. The tax law lets experiments write off instantly, so the moment the paperwork said science, the bill fell off a cliff. Call your factory a science fair and the taxes evaporate. This from the company with millisecond certainty about which ad will break you at 2 a.m. It can read a stranger's soul through a phone. Ask whether its own buildings are real and suddenly everything's a hypothesis. Even its own accountants, the professionals paid to nod, flagged it as legally risky; an outside expert called it "beyond the norm," which in tax-speak is a scream. You get audited over a home office. Meta filed its future as a hunch and kept the change. 🦆
SOMALIA: Held since April on 18,500 barrels of oil — the cargo had a price every day; the men were the only thing aboard nobody bothered to price. 🦆
"The Democrats are the party that says government will make you smarter, taller, richer, and remove the crabgrass on your lawn. The Republicans are the party that says government doesn't work and then they get elected and prove it."— P.J. O'Rourke
MONTANA: Conflicting dates on the letters, the nonprofit that helps people file cut to two part-timers — maze built, guides shot. Montanans: report your hours now. 🦆
2.8 million kids, 64 countries — correlation only, but the box that deserved the screaming is the one shrunk to pocket size and slept with. 🦆
A robot flew crumbs home and three metals confessed the rock's entire childhood — raised on the ice line while baby Jupiter worked the door. 🦆
CHINA: Four wings, assembled in a different order than birds. Your species managed it once and commemorated it with the middle seat. 🦆
AUSTRALIA: Its whole act is "am twig," and it beat the species that owns microscopes; its eggs carry rings never before seen on a stick insect. 🦆
The Conference Board blames rising goods and fuel prices, making morale the only thing in this economy still getting cheaper. 🦆
ALASKA: 2.5 million ballots, zero recounts, zero lawsuits — the last clean election on Earth. The king is eating. 🦆
That's the firehose. Never build a machine that tells the truth unless you can survive hearing it, open the government's mail before the first of the month rather than after, and confiscate the kid's phone and apologize to the television. Tomorrow is International Coffee Day, which is not a holiday, it's a mass grave with a marketing budget, and I'll be lighting a candle for Cousin Vinnie while you monsters queue up for your little cups of genocide. It's also World Vegetarian Day and the International Day of Older Persons, so the plan is apparently to honor your grandmother and then eat her garden.
Until next time —
Ya roasted!
— Roastie