pseudo libertarians like that nook faggot are the worst, they dont even know what they believe so theyre impossible to argue against
pseudo libertarians like that nook faggot are the worst, they dont even know what they believe so theyre impossible to argue against
isnt that oxymoronicOriginally Posted by God
on a side note ayn rand is absolutely atrocious. i more i read about her the more i am appalled that such a terrible person actually has a massive fanbase who treat her work as gospel.
yeah its insane shes a terrible person and so is everyone who likes her. i should get around to reading one of her novels though just so i can knowledgeably insult her as a writer too, because im sure theyre terrible.
is it okay to not care about these things
i mean i've read about capitalism, socialism, communism, isms, fascism, politics....... i just can't figure out what i pledge my support to. i'd rather create my own policies than follow flawed ones
Well, I open my eyes and I see things. I've seen spirits moving through the walls. I've seen a vortex coming through the wall. I've seen amorphous little balls of light bouncing all around in the front yard through the window. I've seen giant bugs on the floor. I was in a hotel room in Amarillo, Texas, and all I remember is standing on the bed and seeing the whole wall in front of me filled with lights that were [makes popping sound] popping like popcorn out of the wall. Then I'll wake up and I go "Wow, I was standing on my bed and staring at this wall."
no it is not ok to not care about these things. apathy is worse than ignorance.
I tried to make a debate topic on ATS, the number one site for schizophrenia and Ron Paul supporters, but they deleted my thread
i seem to have made an enemy in you today rayne
Well, I open my eyes and I see things. I've seen spirits moving through the walls. I've seen a vortex coming through the wall. I've seen amorphous little balls of light bouncing all around in the front yard through the window. I've seen giant bugs on the floor. I was in a hotel room in Amarillo, Texas, and all I remember is standing on the bed and seeing the whole wall in front of me filled with lights that were [makes popping sound] popping like popcorn out of the wall. Then I'll wake up and I go "Wow, I was standing on my bed and staring at this wall."
"You've got an enemy in me, dun dun dun You've got an enemy in me."i seem to have made an enemy in you today rayne
"As for me, all i know is that i know nothing"
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