Once upon a time, in the halcyon days of my imagination when men were Lincoln Steffens and women were Edward R. Murr-No, forget that. This won’t be a cane-shaking get-off-my-lawn kind of post; let's go with prescriptivist utopia contre exaggerated dystopic present careering toward unavoidable apocalypse, but with enough cussin’ to convey
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very funnily put, yet so true...
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