I know you will all take one look at this print and lose hope. I know we have wasted many years while slowly the tentacles of evil have attempted the squeeze the life out of your nation. This SO explains the Republicans. But take heart fellow revolutionaries. We here at the Cephalopod Destruction Society have been working on our own plans for some time now. We hear your cries and we will be there when the battle begins. Until that time it may be helpful to sit in the corner with a wet newspaper over your head while eating a peach. Works for me and since they are illiterate and fear the peach you should be safe for the time being from the octopus menace. Thanks to Super Punch for reminding us all that shining the light of truth on our many armed adversary will always produce positive results. I hope you noticed that these bitches never even tried to alter the Canadian flag because they know we would have beaten them down with our snow shovels and hockey sticks.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.