The following is my comment on the blogthread for the above post. Material in indented block quotes are comments (in part) by other bloggers. I always suggest reading the blogpost and comments in their entirety to get all of the snarkliciousness that they have to offer.
“One question the target market probably won’t think to ask: If there’s going to be some kind of apocalyptic economic meltdown in a mere 10 months, why are they asking for money?”
I was thinking the same thing. You should prolly send them food. Or, bearing in mind that old Chinese proverb:
“Give a man a fish, feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, feed him forever*”,
you might want to send them a cubic foot of chicken manure. They can the use the manure to fertilize their “Prepper peppers” and other food crops–or just eat the same shit they’ve been broadcasting to their target demographic, right out of the box.
“If all 317 million Americans have a drone assigned to track and target them, then who is operating these drones?
It would require another 317 million people to operate the drones.
Yeah, the math doesn’t work very well.”
A while back, Raven, I wrote about my nascent political party, the “Thin The Herd Party”. The motto of the party is:
“If each of us removes one useless bastard, per week, from the herd, in short order there will b NO useless bastards in MurKKKa!”
I am aware of the potential for unintended consequences, that you or I may be someone’s, say Lancifer’s, “useless bastard”–one cannot make an omelet without breaking lovely Omega-3 stuffed free-range eggs, vegan, dairy-free emmenthaler and a veritable battery of wonderful gadgets from “The Pampered Chef” and Williams-Sonoma.
To the end of a “Useless Bastard Free” MurKKKa, the drones would be an excellent means. If each of us controlled a drone, targeting ONE USELESS BASTARD per week, the project to rid this wonderful democracy of those idiots with whom we disagree would yield fruit much more quickerer. Keep watching the skies, my man, keep watching the skies.
* And give a “hand-up, not a hand-out!” to L.L. Bean, Shimano, Zebco, Orvis, Gander Mountain, Dick’s Sporting Goods, Cabela’s and Bass Pro Shops.
It is apparent that the one valuable service that has been performed by the Kochturfers who comprise the "leadership" of the various SKKKrotalMurKKKanPatriotiKKK Front organizations is the amalgamation of the various groups of wingnuts, gunzloonz, preppers, birthers, truthers, racists, xenophobes and other reiKKKwing conspiracy theorists who have cropped up like toadstools on the zombified corpse of the once reasonable GOP. These new groups join hands with their idiotological brothers and mentors in the John Birch Society, the Ku Klux Klan, the Knights of the White Camellia, The League of the South, The American Nazi Bund., Posse Comitatus and other organizations dedicated to the proposition that it's far easier (and more satisfying) to be hatin' on the "other" than it is to actually work towards SOLVING problems that bedevil our society.
It's KKKlowns like those in the groups I've listed above (and the dozens of others that have proliferated since Bill Clinton was elected to the presidency) that make me yearn for some modicum of firearms regulation.
I think that a bumper sticker that said:
"Gunz don't kill peepul; KKKrazzee, indignorant, self-righteous pieces-of-shit with vigilante fantasies about usin' teh gunz to solve their problems kill peepul!".
is one that I could put on my bicycle!