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I nearly wet myself with glee when observing Atlas Complied! Thank you, Comrade Red Square for this glorious manifesto.

Please let me have that Thought Criminal with the non-homogeneous Cube. I've got something for him...
 

 

Why should we not have this, Comrade Red Square? There's a site, cheatneutral.com that allows you to offset your cheating! Members of the site can either purchase cheat credits, or register as a faithful couple who will remain monogamous while collecting CEUs from those who don't.

Edit: Just looked at the thread you linked. Of course, you already knew of cheatneutral. Silly me, doubting your omniscience. I denounce myself in shame...
 

Just for you, Red.



How can one argue against the moral superiority of Phil Donahue? How I ask?
 

Why stop with money? People, beautiful people especially, should feel guilty for not giving enough loving to the more, um, needy. I patriotically volunteer for the position of secretary for love and affection and will gladly receive all love donations from those beautiful people who need to contribute to the common good. Now, GIMME ALL YOUR LOVIN', ALL YOUR HUGS AND KISSES TOO!
 

I feel guilty for having more People's Motivational Tools and People's Motivational Tool Ammunition than my more progressive neighbors who not only do not own any guns, but are working to make sure nobody else but our glorious government does.

Oh yes I also feel guilty for having a job, paying my bills, and not being uncontrollably in debt. I should go get credit cards I can't afford now.
 

At long last, we have a Konstitution.
 

I read this illustrious article by Comrade Red Square and I wept uncontrollably, Comrades! The guilt that I feel is overpowering and makes me ashamed.

But there is Hope!! What can I do to try to earn my place in the Party and heal the planet Earth from the ravages of CO2 and flatulence??

After reading this declaration from Comrade Red Square and the enlightened teachings of the High Priest of Climatology, Al Gore; I've realized that the answer is to practice a form of "Cap and Trade."

First, we must redistribute the wealth of ALL of the Robber Barons and affluent proles inhabiting this cesspool of "Freedom". Then after His Excellency, Nancy, Hillary and Harry Reid have started the Purges; every good Comrade would turn a mandated number of Dissenters, Birthers, KKKapitalists, and Constitution lovers into the State, for show trial and firing squad "education".

Yes Comrades, we turn our enemies in to the State, they are "capped" and we use their demise to offset our carbon/methane emissions. This would be a form of "Cap and Trade" that every loyal Party member could participate in.

This alone will remove untold tons of CO2/methane from the atmosphere, make food and water more plentiful and remove the slime of Freedom lovers/KKKapitalists from our midst. We can remove the scum of humanity from the Earth and make Mother Earth healthy and green again.

Praise be onto Obama and The Goracle!!
 

I feel guilty about pointing this out, but requiring everyone to read TPC would allow everyone to know how to read, and this could cause problems. However, given the current trends in Glorious People's Public Education we won't have to worry about it in a few years.
 

'Read' is relative. Wonderfully appointed future Commissars (Children of the ruling class of course) could be used to 'Read' these tomes and other needed truths to the unwashed and illiterate.
Thus they would serve two destinies.
The Destiny of future greatness. (Who knows they could become President)
The Destiny of 'instructing' the masses.
All Hail 'The One'.
 

Taxpayers and Comrades,

We have learned that it is difficult to control citizens who are not guilty....so we craft more and more laws. With bountiful laws, everyone is guilty of something, yes? In this way, citizens will comply, lest they encounter real guilt. This is even more fun than "social" guilt!

Just TRY not breaking any of our laws, just TRY........

"Uncle Zero wants YOU to serve the Motherland!"
 

Comrade Red, your Atlas Complied phrase has inspired me, although you may not be familiar with the most successful cliffhanger in TV history "


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Obama did. The guy from I Dream of Jeannie had no right to live anyway...
 

 

 

 

I read an interesting article that I'm too lazy to go back and find about how students today, so accustomed to sprdn h8 wit txt are having difficulties in composing essays and thesis-like works. Imagine that!
 

 

Comrade Red Square,

In these dark times when Atlas Shrugged is gaining popularity, particularly against the more Progressive Atlas Complied, I have a humble request for the masses.

Perhaps Comrade Red Square could write and publish (on store shelves at Party Approved book sellers- not just in the Gulagosphere) the biography of Comrade Oleg, a hero of the revolution.

It's for the Children.

Yours in CHope,

COV
 

I already got marks, now I'm looking for angles.
 

Excellent Puns, Comrade. It's only a matter of time before The People's Internet blocks The People's Cube at work due to my constant snickering at posts like that.
 

 

 

If your guilt is making you ... irregular,
try some of this.



 

I feel guilty for everything now! My clothes are comfortable, my food tastes good, my pillow is soft, my dog is cute, I can read, AAAHHH! Help me Comrades! I have a computer! I have unnecessarily high-speed Internet access!

How can I find a slob who's undeserving enough to take this burden from me?
Somebody denounce me quickly and then take this pollution from my lungs.
 

 

 

Ahh, but in the end Rowdy Roddy is Betrayed by one of 'Us" and for what? Ahh. Greed, Gain. Power. Indeed she was a good party member. (And a Fox too)
As to the glasses. I need them not, for I have seen them and know them by their words.
 

 

Is that used for Bris?
 

In these days so many of the robber barons are progressives themselves. If you have money and want to do good for people you have to, er, work and think to figure out a way to do it.

These, dear comrades, are the days of specialization. Would you go to a barber to have a tooth pulled? No. Would you go to a GP for eye surgery? No. Would you go to a divorce lawyer for a tort case? No.

So why on earth would you actually think about where to give money? Silly fool, leave compassion to the professionals. And His O'liness has decided that we are not capable of our own charity.

He invites the wealthy to join with government in being charitable but in limiting deductions to 28% for well-off people he has insured that this coalition will fail.

All hail to the one--the most totalitarian public official since Henry Wallace. Who was, as we recall, defeated.
 

 

The poster might not make sense to those who have not seen the movie. I could not get the Utube video to embed for some reason.
 

I recall seeing this decades ago on late-night television and shouting out the names of popular dedicated journalists.
 

 

Guardian - try using non-WYSIWYG mode of the editor.
 

Took me 4 days to recover from the Shock of sticking my finger to the Motherboard! But I had a dream!....

I was in the Arctic sledding my Huskies across a great sheet of gray ice, while the red sunset flickered in spastic jolts with the Northern Lights. I was wearing a bear skin poncho and a Speedo.... when suddenly out of the Northern sky... Marx himself spun through the red sunset!

And he said: "Dreams are futile, join the collective and condemn the dreamers!"

As I awoke and my dreams shriveled up and died, I became the Seed of Glorious Misery!

I now denounce my redness, I am forever dedicated to gray... and as the words were spoken to me, I must forever denounce the colors here... Gray Glorious Gray For All!
 

So... should we call you Gray Rooster now?
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rave on.
 

Pravda, do not be disparaging about Gray Rooster. He has been one of the best customers of Jifi-Lobo.

This explains all.
 

 

Why not sable? There are only two full-length sable coats in the world. One for the queen of England, and one for the female Russian cosmonaut. I know that Our Many Titted Empress was all hot to get sable underwear for her steatopygous ass but the Holy Gore intervened saying that it would make sables extinct.
 

 

 

Ahh first born? That can be useful. It can work a double shift and dig it's allotment of beets, as well as my own. Send it to the Olympia Collective, State of Obama. I shall call it "#137" in honor of the Gulag of the same name next door.
 

 

And, of course, here is a matching camiknicker for our MTE to wear with her sable undergarments:

currently only in adorable tawny color
 

Gray Rooster, if you get the Proletarian Express card, you get discounts at Jifi-Lobo. I wouldn't leave home without it. And once I do leave home, I forget why I did leave home. It's the Jifi-Lobo thing, you understand.

Rex, that is the definition of a horny-handed son of the soil, those gloves that you showed. And if you show any mercy whatsoever to your fellow compadres, you will not speculate on the term horny-handed son of the soil.
 

Proletarian Express Card? Where does one apply for this glorious credit giving device? Also does Jiffy Lobo have a punch card to reward you for multiple visits?
 

Of course, 7.62. When I was last in Phoenix I had a high-level confabulation with AmEx. There is a Korean Express, and of course our normal American Express. And the flavors of their cards.

Proletarian Express is a rewards card, like the Platinum Card. You spend money and you get points. With the Platinum Card you get a rewards catalog--electronics, Starwood Points, things like that. With Proletarian Express you also get a rewards catalog. 10,000 points for a free prefrontal tuneup at Jifi-Lobo. 5,000 points for an oil change on your Zil. And 20,000 points for a denunciation of your choice.

If you collect 100,000 points you can have your own show trial. You get to choose the crime, you get to choose the judge and you even get to choose the Star Chamber that you're tried in.

Just fill in the application, using of course someone else's social-security number.
 

Ahh what a glorious card and amazing rewards program. I must have one of these progressive tools.

It is too bad I did not get one sooner, as my Zil just conked out for lack of oil. Oh well, I shall find a donkey and hitch it to the car. Perhaps then I can actually get beyond my driveway...
 

 

 

 

 

 

People have their wisdom teeth extracted if they give trouble. The same goes with minds.

If you feel that pain between your ears which connotes cognitive dissonance, don't take an aspirin. Go to Jifi-Lobo! And you will be a happy Progressive, never bothered by thinking again.

It works for me. I'm a good customer.

Excuse me. Time to change my diaper. My last tune-up was a bit severe because just for a second I thought that His O'liness might not be able to square the circle and convert matter to energy just with a look of his eyes.
 

My Apologies all, I Fear Gray Rooster, is one of my Highly trained troopers that somehow got off the reservation in a manor of speaking.

If I am correct, Gray Rooster is the one we call “Pugsly”. He scores high in the I.Q. Department with an inspiring 61
“5 points higher than the Obmessiah”,
“9 point higher than the US Congress”.
He seems to be building a resistance to the Psychotropic drugs, and seems to enjoy being zapped with a cattle prod, most likely we will need to send him to the Gulag. But he can be amusing, if you play Shirley Temple movies he jumps up and dances along and sings.


Commissar Red Star CEO Hemlock Hospitalityä INC
Director of Kicking Doors at Midnight
Keeper of the sacred Plasma Cutter
Herdsman of Rainbow Farting Unicorns
Keeper of the Faith
 

Cold Fusion using jello?
 

Ah, Red Star, I like your idea of the Novus Ordo Seclorum. Pugsley, and of course we have Bonnie Fwank as Morticia. You ought to see him in his hobble skirt. Or in any skirt. It just raises the question where his ventriloquist's arm goes up his ass--you know he never moves his upper lip and that's as good an explanation as any.

And Thing. Notice the square wrists--much like Miss Resentment at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
 

Kind and Generous Leader yes the "New Order of the Ages" or the Glorious World of next Tuesday, my Goons Highly Trained trooper seem to enjoy re-runs of the Adams Family, Hogan's Heroes, and Leave it to Beaver, but especially the Partridge Family, they clap like trained seals when David Cassidy sings.

Bonnie Fwank ventriloquist's arm goes up his……… this creates a rather disgusting mental image, almost as disgusting as my last visit to Rancho de Rio Grande, when the MTE, came out wearing a bikini, which by it's self caused me to vomit, but then she bent over to pick up a penny that fell out of Bruno's nose, the bottom part of the outfit snapped, the sight I saw....If I was not a Well disciplined Commissar who has been involved in many campaigns and seen the worst the KKKapitalist could dish out, as well as torture resistance training of having to watch 24 straight hours of Progressive insurance commercials with the fat dark-haired screecher, and episodes of “The View” with Rosie Opigo. I could have been blinded by this disgusting sight; I will admit I still have Nightmares from time to time and suffer from flash backs, about what I saw.

I tell myself it could have been worse, like walking in on Meow and Nansky seeing them going at it in wild Monkey Sex…….Excuse me…………………….Sorry I seem to suddenly want to heave dinner……



Commissar Red Star CEO Hemlock Hospitality ä INC
Director of Kicking Doors at Midnight
Keeper of the sacred Plasma Cutter
Herdsman of Rainbow Farting Unicorns
Keeper of the Faith
 

Ahh I need another Jiffi Lobo to clear this image of our MTE from my mind.
 

 

Red Star, you know that you are always welcome here at the Rancho and there is always room in the barn for your ACORN-trained troopers. But I had successfully repressed the memory of our Many Titted Empress' bikini coming off. The memory was just too grim.

But now that you've brought it up, do you recall that after her bikini came off, Bruno shouted, "Theocritus! It's a double moon! Look at the craters!"?

At that point Nansky and Meow, who were, and again I repressed this, having wild monkey sex with a 55-gallon tub of J-Lube and fifteen of Dick Johnson's finest latex products. And they didn't even the grace to go into the room that serves for wild monkey sex and butchering roadkill, which at the end are pretty much the same thing.

7.62, don't worry about your next visit to Jifi-Lobo. Because of your services to the party I have pre-approved you for your Proletarian Express(tm) card and as a sign-up bonus you get a free tune-up on your pre-frontal lobes.

Make sure though that you put name tags on all of your nearest and dearest. Dr. Lecter has taken to drink and his hand is not as steady as it once was. But since under the Obama Administration he is going to be Surgeon General, it is merely a taste of things to come.
 

 

Red Rooster, Pugsly, Comrade Come back to “Camp Fluffy”, and yes I found the drugs or should I say your Co-troopers did in the ZIL. I was wondering why they were not washing the car, and laying about saying, clouds wow…. You will be heading up a group that will hanging around grave yards, collecting valuable census data. Further you will be overseeing your fellow Highly Trained Census takers, Doing a valuable service for your country and the Great Obamessiah. I promise, I will not ship you off to the Gulags well at least not until the Great Chairman Obamessiah has solidified his grip on all free enterprise in the USA of KKKK.


Great and Generous Leader, I do not know if you realize Meow paid one of the Troopers to film him and Nansky, I was told the camera exploded during the filming, and the Trooper he is still at Jiffy Lobo, But good News Tiny Tim Geithner sent him a letter asking him to join the Messiahs administration, Yes he is a drooling imbecile, but so is Geithner and the Messiah.







Commissar Red Star CEO Hemlock Hospitalityä INC
Director of Kicking Doors at Midnight
Keeper of the sacred Plasma Cutter
Herdsman of Rainbow Farting Unicorns
Keeper of the Faith
 

Red Star, I know that it is very difficult to have the iron constitution required of a Made Progressive. After I have more times than I can care to count rubbed Crisco on the back and ass of our Many Titted Empress to cut down on the chafing, and prized out the blackheads. After that I have no trouble watching autopsies and the exhumation of mass graves. Once I came across in YouTube a video of Helen Thomas in the ladie's room making noises on the thunder mug. That was just a walk in the park for me. After my ministrations to our MTE.

I'm still thinking about Meow paying one of the, er, troopers to film him and Nansky having wild monkey sex. Have you seen Nansky without her clothes? I have, at the Rancho.

The only thing that I can figure is that Meow was going to boast that he could find the right wrinkle.
 

Comrades, Comrades... now, now... do not fear. There is always enough room in the Gulag for everyone. It is built to maintain maximum duality. I have contemplated this for some time, The Many Headed Monster(TM) is a glorious thing I met in my days through the looking glass.

But please, please keep the screeching down to minimum as you let the visitors in. It would be greatly appreciated...


 

 

 

Comrade Pugsly/ Red Rooster:

I will feel secure knowing you are at the Graveyard Entrances, but you and your squad need to collect names, so the Messiah can share the power.


"Red Star, perhaps you should check with the MTE before making such statements" Comrade I will remind you I am a made Progressive, never question a "made progressive"...We shall not discuss this again....

Now collect your Acorn Troopers and score one for the Obamessiah!!! The glorious World of Next Tuesday awaits us!!!



Commissar Red Star CEO Hemlock Hospitalityä INC
Director of Kicking Doors at Midnight
Keeper of the sacred Plasma Cutter
Herdsman of Rainbow Farting Unicorns
Keeper of the Faith
 

 

Pravda! That calls for a week of punitive shoveling! Big Ketchup is the sentence that non-person Kerry has to bear for losing against the biggest idiot in the world, George W. Bush. Even a dead cactus should have been able to win against the Bu$hitler. But non-person Kerry showed that he is arrogant, elitist, out-of-touch, and a complete douche and tool, and therefore he is to be punished by a liaison with Big Ketchup.