Just that: If ONLY the tools ’d die. I mean that from the heart. Or the groovy aliens arrive; the blue gummybear ones to pluck their red gummybear heads off with a pflunk! ..so we, the peops, can get on with the cogent NOW unhampered by the current of deception that only serves to feed & seed the war machine. This isn’t civics here, this is a near ghost town brought about by trolls who actually mistake the din as something of relevance in the 21st Century. Well, maybe it remains so to those who get a kick out of the wrangling; Ed, Reg perhaps, or to the worms that don’t seem to ever turn a phrase unbiased by a fetid spoor. But really it’s a pity is all…anymore. Because there could be a forum for the furthering of Qi creative avenues & idea forming, immune to purposeful shit-breath animus of antipathy & tired poorly-expressed spin.. This could be a chill place of renaissance cogitation & ascending dialectics; a fire circle so to speak. With guitars & drum & chainsaw song.

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