It’s about time I raised my consciousness…
Via Cao’s Blog the link to this.
OK, like a good lil Wobbly Wannabe, I’ll comply with the Central Committee’s directive.
1. Raise your consciousness.
Getting right on it. On my second cuppa joe, now, and cruisin’ on toward my third. If the average “consciousbess-rasing” 3 IQ points per cuppa coffee don’t do the job, then there’s no hope.
Ah, dear. it worked. Now I’m so smart I realize that “IQ” as a measure of intelligence is discriminatory, culturally biased, unreliable.
Check that. I musta had a cuppa mind-numbing decaf by mistake. IQ (“g”) is the single greatest predictor of health, long life and financial security. Yeh, now that’s consciousness raising stuff!
2. Show others that you have raised your consciousness by linking to this post and displaying the Official Logo of LotR on your blog (see above).
Yeh, OK. Got it. Am I done now? (Stick a fork in me to check, will ya?)
3. Tell the world exactly what it is you are raising your consciousness about (it can be anything you want).
I’m raising my consciousness about the needs, desires, goals and aspirations of savage Islamofascist splodydopes and their quisling enablers in the West—especially the politicians, Mass Media Podpeople, Loony Left Moonbats, etc. But I’m not forgetting the moneybags—Saudi Wahabbist whackos—either.
C’mon, you dopes! Do something real while you’re goofing off at these things! Scotland, for example, used to have some great hunting. I bet it could again. Try a “Most Dangerous Game” kinda competition amongst yourselves (United States, France, Russia, Britain, Germany, Japan, Italy, Canada, European Union reps). Take, oh maybe 25 or so Gitmo detainees and release them in a well-wired preserve. G8 guys hunt ’em down with weapons of their choice. (France is gonna be handicapped: whines, pouts and white flags aren’t all that effective as weapons.) The guy who bags the largest number of savage Islamofascist subhumans gets to boss the rest of the G8 around until the next summit.
I’m betting on George.
5. Feel good about having participated in an action that, while not having actually affected anything, has allowed you to be part of the greatest thing that ever been organized – probably — in the history of the world.
I feel good. Like I knew I would… So good, so good…
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