When The World Rhymes, Make Lemonade!


Well, it isn’t the coronal mass ejection, zombie apocalypse, 8.0 earthquake, or total economic collapse that we’ve been bracing for around here, but the shutdown is still a pretty special rhyme all the same. Schizoid Uncle Sam’s bipolar manic depression has forced him into a padded cell. He’ll come out eventually…and resume digging our national grave. That, you can count on.


In the meantime, enjoy the (entirely superficial) respite from crushing authoritarianism, mindless regulation, and flat-out treason!


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