Monday, June 29, 2020
There. Now you know.
Okay, okay. I think I got this. Folks noticed that some really big items acted differently than their science math said they would, specifically that galaxies behaved like they were much more massive than they really were, and they theorized that there was some invisible extra stuff that only showed up as mass, which isn’t weight but might as well be. It was like the butcher’s thumb on the scale. They called that undetectable cosmic thumb Dark Matter. Then some other people said, no, it’s just that gravity acts different when things are extra heavy. Or, you know, massive. Whatever.
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Monday, June 22, 2020
Apparently, this country can run pretty much okay when a major proportion of the bourgeoisie stop showing up. They can sit at home and order takeout and just leave the proletariat to handle everything. I wonder what happens next? On an unrelated subject, I need to mention that Friedrich Engels had the most epic beard ever. Seriously, every other Communist beard is a timid dusting of pubescent peach fuzz compared to his awesome whiskers. I tried pointing this out to some associates, but try having a serious political discussion with people who think “Trotsky” is a cute reference to diarrhea.
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Monday, June 15, 2020
Look, I’ve done the math. About 13 percent of us are African American, about 60 percent are white. So, to be fair, how about if every time we kill one Black person we also kill between four and five white people – the actual goal would be to achieve a ratio of about 4.6/1. In the squad room, it would be like, “Okay, people. Let’s stay safe out there, and let’s all try to hit those quotas.” I can hear the complaints already: “This used to be a great job, but I’m thinking of quitting because who needs all the paperwork?”
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Monday, June 8, 2020
World's Worst Jew Quotes Talmud!
I’m hoping this isn’t like pet rocks and hot yoga. Not like Cabbage Patch Kids or Beanie Babies or the big Quinoa Scare of ’07. That this is the real deal and not a Geldof Moment. See, adrenaline is one hell of a drug, shouting is fun, outrage is contagious. Don’t let’s let this end up under the bed like a dusty Christmas guitar. “Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world’s grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly, now. You are not expected to complete the work, but neither are you permitted to abandon it.”
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Monday, June 1, 2020
I'm itching to write this.
As one symptom of testosterone poisoning, many male humans grow hairs out of the bottom half of the front of their heads. A lot of us periodically remove this growth with tiny knives. And although most people would say we are beardless, we are technically sporting an extremely short beard. Not little boys, though. They are exempt. Many young men wear their beards longer to look more grownup. Bald men wear beards to at least have hair somewhere. And I think maybe old men let their beards grow because they just can’t stand to look in the mirror any more.
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