>I am so pleased that we have the authority on what we
>really need here, no need to consult people; s(no
>doubt ideological distorted) preferences. Just as
>Mike. Or the Party. Or the Planning Commission. Or
>your neighbors. So if you _think_ you need, say,
>bondage gear to attain sexual satisfaction but would
>rather not discuss it with mike or the authorities
>(democratic, of course!) or your neighbors, well, you
>never really needed it in the fitst place.
>Do I get a say in this?
>i don't think we need rutabagas. Or chocolate milk.
>Definitely do not think we need hip hop. Sorry, you
>hip hop fans, I am the Man, and I know what we need.
I know what we need, too. Sarcasm. And self-righteousness, too. Sarcasm, self-righteousness and hyperbole. & a little cynicism and opportunism on the side wouldn't hurt. I hadn't thought about it before but now it's perfectly clear: MIKE BALLARD IS STALIN! I mean not literally but for all intentes and purposes. First they came for the yellow dye and I was silent because I wasn't a pickle manufacturer, then it was the rampant commercialism and since I wasn't a cosmetics vendor I let them do and then before you know it they were the whole place was one big Gulag.
The Sandwichman