The Protocols of the Elders of CTHULHU XIII. Choke Chains
by Smitty (INTRODUCTION) The room was cold, with anemic fluorescent lighting. The sun was above the mountain, affording no heat through the window. The meeting was a marathon of sorts. The speaker moved slowly, hypnotically back and forth. No sort of clock decorated the wall. The audience, shocked by the animation of the man they […]
CPAC at Last!
by Smitty Here we are at the breakfast with Stacy and Barbara Espinosa. The otherwise patient Stacy McCain has just had his first moment of elevated bloodpressure dealing with an officious fellow. Stacy has a bunch of pictures I need to get processed, so check back for updates. But first a bite of breakfast.
The Protocols of the Elders of CTHULHU XII. Re-engineering ‘Freedom’
by Smitty (INTRODUCTION) The third glance pulled it all together: a coffin, ringed by a dozen chairs, each its own horror story. The door opened inward, but I could not see who was in the hallway. There was a man’s voice, but his mind sounded badly broken. “…glaciers…data…bastards…lost…hockey stick…” were some of the rantings. The […]
The Protocols of the Elders of CTHULHU XI. Global Constitution
by Smitty (INTRODUCTION) The second glance revealed that it was not actually rectangular, but a hexagon, with vertices one third of the way along the surface, away from the wall screen marking the head. Also, it lacked legs, being full from top to floor. The madness of the situation, of 11 live, 2 dead, 1 […]
The Protocols of the Elders of CTHULHU X. External Appearances
by Smitty (INTRODUCTION) At first it appeared a table, that long, rectangular, gunmetal surface dominating the space. The softness of the speaker’s voice was low enough that the breathing of three or four attendees, probably getting ready for medication of some sort, was noticeable. Thus, a distant moaning from outside of the room, as of […]
The Protocols of the Elders of CTHULHU: IX. Re-education
by Smitty (INTRODUCTION) Retainers whisked the dozen to a long, narrow meeting room with a glass side facing Lake Totenkopf with a low table. The squid in the fish bowl surveyed the room, making thoughtful rippling motions. No one wanted to pay attention to it, so they sat on their various torture chairs and paid […]
Is Fabius Maximus a Congressman?
by Smitty Fabius Maximus has always been a blog to trigger thought. I suspect it’s a gang blog, with a group of academics driving the posting. The blog has been an equal opportunity offender, handing out well-researched drubbings in every direction. This post raises a speculation about the author, emphasis mine: So the recovery must […]
Who Knew We’d Embed Rick James?
by Smitty (h/t POWIP on Twitter) Knifework has a parody called “That Sheep’s Not Right”, sending up Carli Fiorina’s now semi-infamous Demonsheep ad to the tune of Rick James: For a hint at what a supremely icky sort of life RJ chose to live, check out this NSFW Dave Chappelle show clip on the guy. […]
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