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Bedford Falls is a pernicious myth that never was. There's no "George Bailey" in the history books, never happened. A 1980s hotelier with a passion for casinos with his name in bright lights on them is President. We've always lived in President Tannen's Potter States of America. There's no wild haired mad scientist or wild haired "angel" around to fix this mess, not probable. We were in the dystopia this whole time. Happy Holidays, be sure to spend all your money in the casino.
Smeap is the honk of a flamingo. Smeap was also at least once, a storybook land at the weird intersection of TV ads and the worlds they seem to inhabit. It was a place where wars were fought over sodas, and talking polar bears had very good reasons to guard soda machines. It was a place where rainbow color candies were harvested for electric power. It was a place where a prairie dog might move to big city inhabited mostly by Pink Flamingos to follow her dream to be private investigator, only to get slowly entangled in the seedy underbelly of crime and prohibited soda trading of the Neon Flamingos and their syndicate. Social media at times lately feels like it has become almost entirely seedy underbelly with very little upside. Maybe it needs more storybook worlds.