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knuckle Dragging Exodus

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Saturday, 8th December 2018 @ 07:24:21 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



modern technology bending reality
can not be sure of what you hear
or even what you see

life is a mystery
what a white knuckle ride
the tools of sorrow break bones
and destroy minds

evolution is a struggle
addictions blur the lines of what I need and what I want
never forget where you come from
we all started from the bottom of the swamp

aliens come from the moon
so why is there a need for a wall
toxic masculinity is based on mens fear
women should rule
and everyone should care

I got the fake news blues
can not believe what you see
or what you hear anymore
I am so confused

on a knuckle dragging exodus.....

In a gun culture
everyone is a target
you can rant and rave
and post it on a page

past mistakes are todays regret
racist animosity rising
there seems to be no progress

we voted some politicians out
the faces have change
but the game remains the same

civility has been shattered
I support the police
and all lives matter

I ramble on
I am a Neanderthal
stumbling
my evolution gets stunted by stress
and I feel the need to share
as I continue my knuckle dragging exodus





Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2018-12-08 07:24:21]
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Re: knuckle Dragging Exodus (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Saturday, 8th December 2018 @ 03:22:53 PM AEST
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Too many great lines and stanzas to quote here.
You are now known......


Re: knuckle Dragging Exodus (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Thursday, 13th December 2018 @ 10:00:01 PM AEST
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Hardly a Neaderthal has written here! But an astute observer who writes of the present that most of us have not noticed. Ask not who is minding the store!
Fortunate are we that the author is willing to amuse us while forwarning us of the perils of ignoring and abdicating our citizens rights and responsibilities.
Let us hope that some come to question the present, to salvage the future.
softerware


Re: knuckle Dragging Exodus (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th December 2018 @ 11:26:30 AM AEST
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what with Trump and all

the division of the working class makes
zero sense,

talk about knuckle dragging on and on
with nothing be done in regards to climate change

yeah, oh hell yeah, it/'/s okay to sell arms to the Saudi/'/s
if they buy arms, after all that creates jobs, or so they say.

The same people who can/'/t help but say no to a women/'/s right to choose what she does with her own body,
nothing is said about the boys.

castrate them, why not do that instead.

castrate Trump, and all his lies.

Do that first. First things first, as they say.

the other day a GI who has seen battle
leaves a message on my machine, he/'/s calling
form the VA, how the hell he got into my VM,
I don/'/t know.
He wanted to know if an immunoassay that tested his urine for Buprenorphine but not Norbuprenorphine it/'/s
metabolite would stand up.

I called him back and explained that immunoassays
are indeed more than capable of being fallible.

least I could do. Antibodies stick to like molecules.
the only real confirmatory test would be GC or LCMS.
And typically the metabolite is more than likely to show up with the parent drug.

nobody explains much these days.

So right now I/'/m listening to Miles Davis play
Milestones, a play on such things.

It/'/s got a good vibrato, for ramparts we obliquely
seem to have screwed up for years and years,

And nobody pays much attention to.

Peace!





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