WE ARE ALL BEYOND THE THUNDERDOME

Good People,

Sadly,

Somehow,

We need to pull rank, whatever that means.

Go full out

Sarah Connor,

or

Katniss Evergreen,

or

allons enfants (because surely the French national anthem is the scariest one in the world)

or…

I don’t even know which group of superheroes we can channel because I’m old, but that  doesn’t matter.

We need to do this, save the world, save the future, it feels like it’s come to that, because they keep on reforming and coming back like goddamn recurrent magma-mercury-terminator nightmares.

We need to put on our biggest panties or pant-suits or just come as we are, with our hair unkempt and our tonsils bared and ship-shape and ready to yell,

Because the cavalry is stuck beyond the Thunderdome, frozen in misguided polite stupefaction,

And all those pompous, entitled, criminal assholes in suits are strutting around spewing toxic smog from every orifice because they can’t get enough of this infernal Christmas they keep pulling out of their lying bums like misogynist Saint Dicks. And that goes for their misguided, toxic women too.

And it’s not just a sudden manic mega-maga-magoo, it’s a frickin’ worldwide lava-spewing-fascist volcano.

We need to snuff out this inferno of cruelty.

We need to confiscate all the Viagra Brigade’s power-pills once and for all so they shrivel like slugs in salt.

No more how do-you do’s punctuated by tight smiles and diplomatic hand-shakes.

We need to tell these rapists and oligarchs and sexual predators and giant jerks to JUST GO AWAY, but use a ruder version, and say it LOUD so that the ass-licking douchebags at the back can hear, too. Tell the whole lot to SHUT UP AND BACK OFF AND KEEP ON BACKING.

Yes, that’s right, back right over  the edge of your flat earth, you dimwits, go check out your chemtrails, and have a glass of bleach.

Because we’ve had it with all you idiotic delusional dangerous morons.

Seriously.

We can’t stand your puerile, insane, cruel, repetitive discourse.

Somehow,

Good People,

We’ve got to got this.

Really.

Even if I’m terrified…

Cesca xx