*me watching this* yeah you know what fuck peter pan

The Alaska Facility. It was the kind of name mentioned only in furtive whispers accompanied by meaningful glances. A name that had become a curse, not only in the four-letter word sense but in the old world bloody-mary bad karmic mantra sense, a devilish kind of place—say it three times, if you dare. Maybe the Minister’s gonna pop out and drag you there in a cloud of cigar smoke. Or Emma Bolzen will crack into existence behind you and screw your head on backwards. Eric had created a lurid image of it in his mind, a sort of blacksuits and labcoats cloak-and-dagger type place, pilfered UFO remains and test weapons of all sorts lining the walls, the birthplace of conspiracy and international intrigue. A government place so shrouded in mystery that most of the country had not believed it existed outside conspiracy—himself included, about four out of seven days of the week. As their hideous beetlelike VTOL approached the place, he gazed upon a huge unwholesome black metal stain of a building, a massive twisted black gargoyle jutting out crudely from the icy coastline.

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The word "screw" only barely factors into this probably-overwritten description of a shady government facility, but it's a pretty screwy place, all things considered.

The Alaska Facility. It was the kind of name mentioned only in furtive whispers accompanied by meaningful glances. A name that had become a curse, not only in the four-letter word sense but in the old world bloody-mary bad karmic mantra sense, a devilish kind of place—say it three times, if you dare. Maybe the Minister’s gonna pop out and drag you there in a cloud of cigar smoke. Or Emma Bolzen will crack into existence behind you and screw your head on backwards. Eric had created a lurid image of it in his mind, a sort of blacksuits and labcoats cloak-and-dagger type place, pilfered UFO remains and test weapons of all sorts lining the walls, the birthplace of conspiracy and international intrigue. A government place so shrouded in mystery that most of the country had not believed it existed outside conspiracy—himself included, about four out of seven days of the week. As their hideous beetlelike VTOL approached the place, he gazed upon a huge unwholesome black metal stain of a building, a massive twisted black gargoyle jutting out crudely from the icy coastline.

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The word "screw" only barely factors into this probably-overwritten description of a shady government facility, but it's a pretty screwy place, all things considered.

The study looked to have been quite nice at one point—a plush red carpet, bookshelves that looked to actually be made of real hardwood—perhaps the one authentic room that had been seen thus far, making it all the more sad that it was half-destroyed. One of the several plush armchairs had been turned on its side, a leg torn roughly off and tossed into some corner; two huge reading lamps were on their side, shattered and twisted; each of the built-in bookshelves looked to have been torn down, zigzagging left and right onto one another’s level, with old books piled on the floor in wide swathes. Eric wasn’t an investigator, but it looked as if the General had, at possibly several different points judging by the distribution of the damage, gone on furniture-destroying rampages in this room; several empty dusty liquor bottles that had rolled into shadowy cobwebbed corners attested to repeated outbursts, one of them rolling along with the sweeping hem of the General’s bathrobe as he ushered them through the door.

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the tinpot dictator's study

The study looked to have been quite nice at one point—a plush red carpet, bookshelves that looked to actually be made of real hardwood—perhaps the one authentic room that had been seen thus far, making it all the more sad that it was half-destroyed. One of the several plush armchairs had been turned on its side, a leg torn roughly off and tossed into some corner; two huge reading lamps were on their side, shattered and twisted; each of the built-in bookshelves looked to have been torn down, zigzagging left and right onto one another’s level, with old books piled on the floor in wide swathes. Eric wasn’t an investigator, but it looked as if the General had, at possibly several different points judging by the distribution of the damage, gone on furniture-destroying rampages in this room; several empty dusty liquor bottles that had rolled into shadowy cobwebbed corners attested to repeated outbursts, one of them rolling along with the sweeping hem of the General’s bathrobe as he ushered them through the door.

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the tinpot dictator's study

We not only killed the leader of a sovereign nation we killed his daughter his grandson his son and law, many civilians and children

It’s despicable

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

cut my life into pieces
this is my last resort

hell fuckin yeah dude lmao please give me more sephiroth-monologuing charlie kirk lovers on this website I fuckin need it

The men's team has to hang out with the ghouls around Trump and the women's team gets to chill with cooler people so maybe fascists punish themselves

Worrye not about 'being productive,' for thou art not a product. Thou art a star daunsinge yn a hopeful skye. A signal blinking across centuryes and worldes. Thou art a song performid just once and perfectlye.

Thank you for saving me having to look up the article because I wanted to see what this drivel was about without reading. Curse you for telling me such a wretched truth. Jesus Christ

Guy sees the government building concentration camps in his neighborhood: I think this marijuana is making me sad

get the kid in the brown hoodie a scholarship

that’s right

Credit to Andrea Alemanno for the excellent artwork!

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Happy to announce I've had another short story published! Please check out Heroic Fantasy Quarterly, an excellent online magazine full of sick sword-and-sorcery. www.heroicfantasyquarterly.com?p=4585

CW: Death ideation, fantasy gore

photo of Pam Bondi testifying in the foreground as a group of 7 women and 1 men raise their hands

Likely-historic photo by NBC News of all the Epstein victims asked to raise their hands if they've not yet been asked to meet with the DOJ as Bondi testifies in foreground

Government Loses Hard Drives It Was Supposed to Put ICE Detention Center Footage On A Kafkaesque saga in which the government has failed to produce critical video footage has reached new levels of absurdity.

Court battle over surveillance footage at the Broadview ICE detention center reaches new levels of kafkaesque absurdity: The DOJ claimed it *couldn't afford* hard drives to put video footage on. Plaintiffs bought THE US GOVERNMENT hard drives. ICE "lost" them.

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So far along in the aestheticization of politics that you can't even see the politicization of aesthetics

“I’m mad I can’t understand Bad Bunny’s lyrics because they’re not in English”

my brother millions of metalheads around the world have been happily listening to incomprehensible Finnish shrieks and Japanese death grunts since we were teens, you’re just boring and racist

Haha that means he didn't watch kid rock

honestly respect for the ad that’s just like “pokemon are cool.” they are cool

The current regime took a week to abolish USAID, which is three times as old and was not in the news every day for brutalizing children

OK "god bless america" and then naming every country in the americas from south to north is absolute king shit

“The only thing more powerful than hate is love.”

MAGA wanted you to boycott this.

Barney dressed as Krusty

Meanwhile at the TPUSA show.

That Coinbase Superbowl ad is the most desperate thing I've ever seen a company do. Absolute edge-of-collapse behavior.

as you watch all of the rah-rah pageantry of the Super Bowl it’s astounding to remember that MAGA is so weird and offputting that they’ve apparently given football to the libs in the national divorce