by EndPoliticians | Feb 22, 2024 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Politics, Scum of the Earth, Skulking In the Shadows, Throne Trolls, Writing
Get the Façade Out of Here Death from above. Yeah, most certainly intertwined pervertedly within the unceasing depths of despair. A shallow treatment for the drowning pool of the morosely heightened surface dwellers huffing and puffing exhaustedly refreshing, running...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 16, 2024 | Blog, Graft, Truth Be Told
If it is Dutch it ain’t much. Under these circumstances anyways. All is not what the grifters marketing the COUNTERFEIT objects in linguistic trickery make it out to be. I will state with absolute certainty that 100% of the “Ancient Roman Glass” and...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 15, 2024 | Blog, Hidden In Plain Sight, Lies, Politics, Propaganda, Stupidity Incarnate, Writing
Con-Scripted Victims Word War III. Here it is, y’all asked for it. Ok, well you certainly didn’t not ask for it. In dropping that bombshell, to stoke a massive morale booster, like that of a heavy hit of panzerschokolade, y’all are probably fiending...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 8, 2024 | Blog, Politics, Scum of the Earth, Shock Gobbles, Slop Trough, Writing
Charles’ Dickins Cider – A Tale of Two Shitty’s It was the breast of times, it was the wurst of times, it was the age of triple speak, it was the age of “Fact Check,” it was the epoch of confusion, it was the epoch of three legged women,...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 1, 2024 | Blog, MONEY, Politics, Scum of the Earth, Shock Gobbles, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, Truth Be Told, Writing
Dripping Whet Our supposed universe. A massive vacuous expanse of orbital amazement harbouring countless obervational discoveries yet to be made, while freely showcasing known matters in need of further exploration leading to advancing consequential revision of an...
by EndPoliticians | Jan 24, 2024 | Blog, Politics, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, Writing
A Prentice Ship Talking loud and ultimately saying nothing, of any importance anyways. Drib-drab à la mode. A regular wing-ding ding-a-ling extravaganza. Flappy-do. Paid for, but in no discernible way ordered by those societal takeaways left holding the overly spoiled...