Having just turned 55 this term offends me greatly. I do not nor ever will own a cell phone so driving with one ain’t a problem.
But let’s get back to the offense of astroturfing and the start of my campaign. Why get geezers off the road. Money. One geezer off the road now needs “services” from our now defunct economy. Once said geezer applies for “services” the state basically takes over. Half good because I don’t have to worry about Dad’s care but estate planning is surely out the window. My contempt for government goes further though.
Dad’s family used to own a farm. Proceeds from the forced sale of it were invested wisely but then taken back by the banking elite of the world. Don’t worry the book is coming.
Plus I’ve got several years, a business degree and a fury against the KKKorpo-rats of the big pharma industry that knows no bounds. We are the hippie generation turned yuppie and we are pissed to have gotten nothing out of it except “casual Friday”.
In the words of Clint Eastwood
“Do ya feel lucky, do ya, punk”.