The Other Day…

During my journeys upon the relative walkways of college, I stumbled upon a party that made me wish to get drunk and curb-stomp individuals: the socialist party.
Yeah, yeah. There’s the whole freedom of speech and rights of assembly, blah, blah, fucking blah. But considered why my right eye twitched and my fingers shook violently to strangle the individual selling socialist propaganda. We’re capitalists and we’re proud of it, but to propose a classless society and trying to gain a utopia is just plain redundant.

She said we could live in a utopia where other cultures have failed and create a classless society.

I argued,

“BULL

FUCKING

SHIT!”

I tried to explain that there is no such thing as a classless society, even if you go to a tribe, there isn’t a classless society. Soviet Union failed at that aspect, China is being more democratic, and her response was that Soviet Union and China are making mistakes. What she was selling was shit that was so pungent not even a freshener can cover or even eliminate the scent.

Also, I told her that only a few select elect themselves to fill their pockets and lie about their paycheck when Joe is getting 6 dollars and the politician gets 6000. She said that we can trust our politicians, like some sort of teddy bear for our children to have and hug.

I reminded her that the Russians trusted Stalin and they got fucked up. Haven’t we learned anything from history? No, we haven’t, because our leaders and people come up with the same old ass shit that we get sick of hearing same old, same old.

So my eyes started twitching and my hands wanted to grasp something and choke it. Instead, a classmate came by and dragged me away. Literally. I whined and bitched like a little child because I wanted to curb-stomp the old bitching hag.

So there, that’s what happened the other day. If you’re unhappy with my political then FUCK YOU!!!