On Saturday I chose to postpone the debut of my new song, A Protest Song About A Protest, because everyone is just so dour and depressed that it’s palpable. Instead of direct mockery in these protest scenarios I’ve been having genuine conversations with a smattering of people on the fringes and NO ONE has so far vehemently disagreed with my various local assessments. It’s almost like I have something legitimate to be concerned about!
Without Legos, I admit, local conversations don’t always go so well. But WITH Legos the wrench I keep throwing in all their gears is so much more entertaining. That’s why I’m happy to report that two out of three Municipal judges agree that my Lego creation, the DOGE dump truck, is a creation worth cracking a smile at.
If I had wanted to agitate the ants I would have amplified my tune. Sadly, the speakers were already doing the agitating, terrorizing the young children present with stories of horror and abuse. This wasn’t the time, I decided, or the place to play this delightful song:
Yes, with Legos things aren’t so bad, but let’s say I approach a County Commissioner on a nice Monday morning outside Wordens as he’s doing official business on his phone. In that scenario, with OUT Legos, I may just dump REAL information about REAL shit, like the REAL DISTURBING definition of “Panda eyes”.
Maybe I should save those types of conversations for the REAL cops pretending to do REAL investigations in this town.
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