Apocalypse Cow

April 22, 2014 / Angus / Fallacious Folly, Prose, Terra Ethica

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I wasn’t the first enviro-dweeb to bastardise that cultural reference to underscore the demise of the American West under the hoofed locusts of the meat industrial complex, but I dearly hoped I might be one of the last. Lo, here we are nearly two decades later and still there are assholes like Cliven Bundy and […]

Playing Chicken Whilst The Grand Lady Burns

July 13, 2011 / Angus / Fallacious Folly

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Are you living one Social Security check away from substituting Alpo for corned-beef hash? Then you’d better not push your damn taxes on the billionaires! Is it just me, or does anybody else wonder why the brain surgeons in Congress and the White House won’t give us peons some KY for the shagging we’re getting […]

Salazar and the Secret Negotiations

July 7, 2011 / Rags / Fallacious Folly, Wasp Paper

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In secret negotiations they are given back to the soul-less concerns that removed them completely in the first place.