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After hours of grueling back-and-forth, the Jacksonian mutters, “You know, any of you even know what George Clooney’s doing these days? Don’t know said the Neocon I was watching Taylor Swift. She win? You guys even keep up with that anymore?
The Techno-Libertarian, shaking his head in disbelief, looks around, incredulous. “What kind of hell is this? It don’t even have a goddamn copy of the New York Times!
They all fall silent. In that moment, the absurdity of it all hits them. And there they sit, each secretly longing for the very things they once swore they hated—the pomp, the self-righteousness, the spectacle of a world that at least had the decency to pretend it knew what it was doing. 3 replies
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