We're now in 2016. One hundred years of the Soviet Union. Seventy-six years since Hitler and Stalin swapped spit. Thirty years since Chernobyl. We thought they transitioned to non-existence in 1991. But, NO! Now we have a Soviet tool on path to the White House. The Russians have been pain in our assholes for 100 years.
Taken as a whole the Russian people have been a pustule on the anus of mankind. They can't do anything right. With their non-existence the Moral Quotient of the world leaps dramatically; many of the lowest scores ever recorded on the Intelligence Quotient don't get factored in and the IQ of the world rises impressively. You gotta prune the tree now and then, you know? Lop 'em off!
It's very easy. Yes, there's going to be "fall-out" but it's not like in the old-old days of invasion--so inefficient! Push a button. POOF! Some of us will die, snore, but that can be addition by subtraction, too. We relocate our own Russian-like beings to likely targets, like New York City--Hey, "It's to you New Yawk, Neeww Yawwk!"--we tell them there's going to be a HUGE Trump rally there, they go, of course, we press the button and if the Soviets are able to get to their button New York with all Clownstickanov's comrades goes poof too. We can rebuild. And our MQ and IQ go up. BOOM! It's been forty-two years since the Rumble in the Jungle. We need a Rumba in the Tundra.
I have thoughts on how we can bring about these desiderata but we have to do it quick, lickedy-split...Imagine a world without Russians.
Taken as a whole the Russian people have been a pustule on the anus of mankind. They can't do anything right. With their non-existence the Moral Quotient of the world leaps dramatically; many of the lowest scores ever recorded on the Intelligence Quotient don't get factored in and the IQ of the world rises impressively. You gotta prune the tree now and then, you know? Lop 'em off!
It's very easy. Yes, there's going to be "fall-out" but it's not like in the old-old days of invasion--so inefficient! Push a button. POOF! Some of us will die, snore, but that can be addition by subtraction, too. We relocate our own Russian-like beings to likely targets, like New York City--Hey, "It's to you New Yawk, Neeww Yawwk!"--we tell them there's going to be a HUGE Trump rally there, they go, of course, we press the button and if the Soviets are able to get to their button New York with all Clownstickanov's comrades goes poof too. We can rebuild. And our MQ and IQ go up. BOOM! It's been forty-two years since the Rumble in the Jungle. We need a Rumba in the Tundra.
I have thoughts on how we can bring about these desiderata but we have to do it quick, lickedy-split...Imagine a world without Russians.
