Monday, March 30, 2009
The Economist Awakens
Sheesh.
It all feels like when you had to wait half a fucking hour for your dumbass cousins to catch up with you on that disastrous bike ride you didn't want to go on to begin with except that some meddling self-important blowhard cousin convinced everyone at the family picnic it'd be a nice hopey change.
And while everyone was on the bike ride, the self-important blowhard cousin stayed behind, charged a fucking fortune to everyone's credit cards and ate all the food.
It all feels like when you had to wait half a fucking hour for your dumbass cousins to catch up with you on that disastrous bike ride you didn't want to go on to begin with except that some meddling self-important blowhard cousin convinced everyone at the family picnic it'd be a nice hopey change.
And while everyone was on the bike ride, the self-important blowhard cousin stayed behind, charged a fucking fortune to everyone's credit cards and ate all the food.
