One of the oddest thing in life is the ability of humanity to become wrapped up in novelty. Today I am in London watching a bunch of kuntz stand by an old American car and treating it with more attention than they would their own children.
Broadly speaking this is a generation of vacuous simpletons. The existence of an inanimate object has conjured up delusions of animism. Nothing had changed in their psyche. Even as I type a collection of retards have been standing by the car in strange awe.
Funnily enough as the world gets worst day by day the same attention is not paid to the con tricks and scams perpetrated by the ruling class.
Dupes proliferate and make merry in the streets of London. Kuntz.