Shrinkflation can no longer be denied

Chocolate boxes have been shrinking for decades.

That’s what they’re calling it.

Because stagflation, the economic term, would be giving the game away.

Stagflation is impossible by Keynes.

Everything wrong with modern economics?


Your money is literally worth less.

Imagine a crumbling ruin.

At least the ruin has historical merit.


Beauty in the time of Hitler

People forget how varied history can be. Any prefix, art history, beauty history, fashion history.

Military history isn’t the only one.

Mein Gott, an honest academic.
He’s right, politics is totally aesthetic. It clues you into values. Bravo.
I want a series of documentaries on the theme of aesthetic in wartime. Every war.
There’s no England, Wales or Scotland video. They don’t go back very far either. One of Lisa Eldridge’s most popular videos goes back thousands of years. I guess it would show up that many cultures didn’t evolve very fast.


Rainbow fireworks while London burns

You really shouldn’t vote in politicians who haven’t got another generation to live.

They’ll promise everyone gibs and laugh their way into the grave.
As you pay for everything they racked up too.

I don’t see how pandering to the middle-class is going to help national debt.

You’re never going to get these voters.

You’d never see a survey like this on the much larger group of lower-class, despite white papers on tragic outcomes in the WWC demographic. Fireworks while Rome burns. I don’t know anyone who’ll care about pronouns if they can’t retire and have to work in a Tesco because their parents owed debts in their inheritance.

Channers don’t do satire anymore

My past came back to haunt me, a random posted this to many people, which happened to have included me.

I regret posting this.
Like, you can see my writing style ooze out of it and I feel dirty.
The longer I stare, the worse it gets.

I’m having an existential crisis over my own troll of trolls, I’m trolling myself and I can’t figure out a way to make it stop. There isn’t a term for this. Instead I’m posting it because it’s funny in 2017 for all the wrong reasons.

Normies is now a known term.
The ironic misogyny is no longer.
The 50s kitchen advert joke has totally lost context.
I haven’t seen a single person question the meaning of For Chan.
It’s a mess.
I fear this year may be the one I get bored of the internet.

Let it burn.

All of it.

Rock stars going to out pedophiles?

They were good guys and I didn’t hear a single fucking thing about mental health issues.

Trust me, I’d know.

The best fact we have in common is that our residences have the same number of cats.

I trust him.

Word is, he’d recently turned to Christianity and was doing great.

People who know him think this makes no sense. Have you ever seen a pissed-off rocker?

Was Chester Bennington Really Murdered?

“Both singers had apparently been combating child pornography and pedophilia, and therefore crossed in the path of a vicious group. That explains the extremely similar circumstances in which both killed themselves: hanging, in a bathroom, by themselves. Especially since both were close friends, and likely to be coordinating on a justice project.”

This is why you go anon and don’t go cry on Jezebel.
Apparently a drug history is enough to publicly justify ‘suicide’ now so most of LA is screwed.

There was no prep, no purchase, no method or reason in it.
You don’t randomly find a rope to hang yourself with, without leaving the house, on the spur of the moment, and know exactly how to do it, first time.

“Separately, watchdog Politifact has labeled the entire site as a fake news outlet.”

If you had to send a tip-off anywhere…

“And fueling the fire? Bennington killed himself on Chris Cornell’s birthday.”

Jack the Ripper: bloody libel?

Trigger warning: graphic descriptions. Duh.

Like, I wanted to throw up researching this. Proceed at own risk.
I haven’t included gory pictures out of mercy. Somehow, this is more horrifying.

5k words again.

I’ve been noticing things again.
I’ve been induced by a friend to post content from a long discussion of ‘coincidences’. I’m nervous about the implications of connecting this information so let’s chalk it up as a thought experiment.

I tried to keep this somewhat lighter by retaining fragments of conversation that don’t lead to identification.

DNA, what more do they need?
100% match, FFS.

There’s the TLDR if you want it. Seriously, reconsider how much time you want to spend reading about disturbed human psyches before you pass the break. We’re talking 4-figures here and most of it not my writing.

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