“Bombs are flying, people are dying. Children are crying, politicians are lying, too. Cancer is killing, Texaco’s spilling. The whole world’s gone to hell but, how are you?” First, I love that fuckin’ movie! Second, people’s perishing is predestined and isn’t preventable. Third, though ardently avoiding an always aging appearance, that was indeed Jim Carrey. Facial fillers and mounds of makeup made the man who made “Man on the Moon” look like a “Liar Liar” wearing “The Mask” of an imposter with a “Rubberface.” And with “The Bad Batch” of the bitch-ass badge boys and their conspiratorial commanders dealing in “Dark Crimes” that are more notable than “The Number 23” on big, balling black men’s basketball jerseys, every “Yes Man” from “The Cable Guy” to the freaky, frisky fornicators having “Fun with Dick and Jane” believes whatever bullshit is broadly broadcasted if a consensus concurs. Original opinions are opposed when obvious observations aren’t completely clear. If that doesn’t make sense, neither do you. Aren’t cosmetic changes completely common in Hollywood, and in general? Have you seen senior sex symbol Denzel Washington lately? Do you think your extremely enervating expectations, soul-sucking standards, and oppressive obsession with unrealistic ideals makes people pursue perfection even when they know it’s impressively impossible? Hands down, the stupidest shit I’ve ever experienced and witnessed is happening to me as I type and while you read. Humans are horrible, hateful, harsh, mindless, miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers who definitely deserve the death and destruction that they consciously choose to promote and perpetuate. Like I said, don’t shoot the messenger, shoot yourselves! While my regularly and repetitively repeated remark, “Fuck y’all, kill your motherfuckin’ selves, and I hope all y’all fuckin’ die!”, is fresh on your minds, please be advised that I’m happily and wholeheartedly an equal opportunity defender of my honor and dignity. So, every weak-ass, weird-ass, goofy-ass, grief-giving-ass “girlie” toiling to blight Beau’s brain can catch a cab to take the highway to Hell for all I care! Never have I ever… Anyhoo, did I mention that Jim Carrey alluded to me while frolicking at the fancy French fiesta? Y’all, there are things that I know that you’d never believe or even want to believe, things that mainstream music and movies make mention of a lot, and I think Jim knows, too. Diverging slightly, your honor, in continuing to communicate components of the conspirators’ endlessly evil and exhaustive efforts to eliminate targets through types of torture, it’s worth noting that mockery and mimicry are typical tactics implemented with intentions to amplify and aggravate already-angering or antagonistic actions—like reenacting rough fights and friction from rocky relationships and having co-conspirators constantly impersonate people that targets dislike or don’t deal with. Additionally, forwarding falsehoods and echoing exasperating lies over and over to frustrate and infuriate targets is utilized unremittingly. For the record, I’m always speaking from experience, as the evidence exhibits. And if the weird-ass shit y’all are doing ain’t weird as fuck to you, something’s wrong with you—to simplify your sustained stupidity and morally-malnourished minds. Your honor, again, the conspirators and co-conspirators think that their childish cowardice is cleverness. Have you ever felt debased after defeat following foolish actions that humiliated you and dumbly decided to worsen your woes while seeking to soothe the sensation of worthlessness by trying to make foolishness fashionable? Well, that experience exactly has never happened to me, but I can tell that the conspirators and co-conspirators can’t come to grips with the fact that fucking up forever isn’t forgiving—it’s habitually humiliating. Humble your motherfuckin’ selves, hoes and homos. By the way, like I said, I fully support the LGBTQ+ community, but these fags are such sissies that it’s sickening. Speaking of booty bandits, shout-out to Puff Daddy and the family, and I hope your father’s future freedom happens sooner than expected. Honestly, I wish Diddy and the Devil could double dick the conspirators and co-conspirators so I could use the freak-off footage in trial, just to prove that these petty, puerile, pusillanimous people ain’t pure. Your honor, this is still America, right? Okay, because soon…
Omniscience