Big ideas full of mildly complicated concepts with perspectives not often talked about on the mainstream media due to the dull droll situations they contain are dangerous to talk about, not just because you might be digging up stuff from the past that someone wants to remain buried, or you need to use big words and long sentences to do so so you may easily find you’ve gone past the unofficial 140 Char limit on important things you were trying to say twice already which is the case simply with this one long sentence which hasn’t even said anything much about anything at all, other than how long the fcuking sentence is…
Anyway, that said, back in the 1970’s around about the time that the song and the movie Alice’s Restaurant had already become yesterday’s news the US Govt unofficially declared this writer was to be placed on the “Group W” bench (Crazy) with all of the other average everyday mother rapers father stabbers and father rapers you’re likely to find in any large collection of people not officially fitting in with a 140 Char average submissive Washingtonian overview of life…
PS: Friends got me 2 years Top Shelf Private Health Cover…
Those who weren’t friends didn’t bother, why would they?
