You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
The entire experience of playing as The USA in Vicky 2 is just "do you like The Civil War? Because you're about to get Civil War'd. Hard."
is there an "assassinate McClellan" option
there's very little "person" to the politics in Vicky 2. I think that's one of the reasons I'm having a hard time getting into it. How can I even get into character if I don't know who my head of state is?
so you have like the opposite view of politics from me. neat
^^ Well, you can think of politics in terms of movements and struggles while still acknowledging the influence of individuals in certain contexts. For example, Germany was definitely trending towards a massive outburst of violent ultra-rightism and anti-Semitism on a mass scale with some populist economic elements, but would things have turned out quite the same if it weren't for Hitler's uniquely diseased personality, ambitious goals and freak charisma? Probably not.
Although it is unlikely, the possibility remains that the Civil War event will not fire, and the CSA will not rebel. Should this occur, the Slavery Debate will continue, starting an alternate event chain in which Northern Abolitionists will attempt to secede from the USA as the Free States of America, to make slavery illegal in the North. Once the For the USA, the Civil War is unavoidable, the Slavery issue will only be solved through a force of arms.
I really do wonder what the incidence of non-white workers getting fired in favor of whites with equal or lesser qualifications is in right-to-work states.
And also, ahahaha Dick CHeney wrote an op-ed saying we should go back to Iraq to fight ISIS. Good luck with that, buddy. If neither the British nor our awesome techno-military could contain Iraq, what makes you think anyone could?
Anyone who's familiar with the area knows that the real issue is a centuries-long holy war. Defending Iraq on behalf of Exxon and BP isn't going to fly this time.
"centuries-long holy war" does not accurately describe much of anything presently happening in the world. IS doesn't even have support from al-Qaeda, let alone an imaginary unified Sunni community
you are my parents. we are watching television as a family. it is the news.
several people have been killed by a bombing in a predominantly black church in alabama. the bombing was carried out by some young men in stupid hats. they describe themselves as fundamentalist Christians, trying to go back to a tine when it was understood Christ was white and Catholics were the antichrist, as it says in the Bible.
you sigh. "these americans, they'll never stop."
my little brother looks at you quizzically. his history classes have barely touched the qing dynasty, let alone modernity, so he has no idea what's going on. "what do you mean?" he asks.
"they've been fighting like this for thousands of years, you know. it's the whole baptist extremist thing." my brother nods in acknowledgement.
Do you remember me? I killed your family And now I am going to kill you too
I made your brother bleed I made your father scream And I made your mother say those things that she said to me
She said,
"Do with me what you want, but please don't hurt my family, don't hurt my family Take my pride, take my life, take my body but don't take the ones that are close to me Oh, do with me what you want, but please don't hurt my family, don't hurt my family Take my pride, take my life, take my body but don't take the ones that I love." And I continued without mercy
So I looked into your eyes And I saw a reflection Of a coward that you and I both hate very much And then I grabbed the knife And I let the blood out of your throat And I smashed those tiny mirrors inside of your skull And I got to thinking
If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven Might go to Heaven, but probably not
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Which is weird because you wouldn't expect US-centrism from a company based in Stockholm, but there you go.
Not to say there isn't also Swedish favoritism. The Great Nation of Scandanavia indeed.
these include New England, The Republic of Manhattan, Deseret, California, Texas, and Cherokee.
with that fact, I go to sleep. bye
anyway mccain, born 1936, recently said "The things we’re seeing in the world today, in greater turmoil than at any time in my lifetime" because he is dumb i guess
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
R.I.P. Tommy Ramone
RIP
several people have been killed by a bombing in a predominantly black church in alabama. the bombing was carried out by some young men in stupid hats. they describe themselves as fundamentalist Christians, trying to go back to a tine when it was understood Christ was white and Catholics were the antichrist, as it says in the Bible.
you sigh. "these americans, they'll never stop."
my little brother looks at you quizzically. his history classes have barely touched the qing dynasty, let alone modernity, so he has no idea what's going on. "what do you mean?" he asks.
"they've been fighting like this for thousands of years, you know. it's the whole baptist extremist thing." my brother nods in acknowledgement.
i stare
I killed your family
And now I am going to kill you too
I made your brother bleed
I made your father scream
And I made your mother say those things that she said to me
She said,
"Do with me what you want, but please don't hurt my family,
don't hurt my family
Take my pride, take my life, take my body but don't take the ones that are close to me
Oh, do with me what you want, but please don't hurt my family,
don't hurt my family
Take my pride, take my life, take my body but don't take the ones that I love."
And I
continued without mercy
So I looked into your eyes
And I saw a reflection
Of a coward that you and I both hate very much
And then I grabbed the knife
And I let the blood out of your throat
And I smashed those tiny mirrors inside of your skull
And I got to thinking
If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven
If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven
If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven
If I don't go to Hell when I die I might go to Heaven
Might go to Heaven, but probably not
Just need to survive anther hour and a half...
Okay, but only because Trisha, of Trisha's obligatory art blog, likes it.
I hate Utahraptor, he's a disgrace to Utahraptors, he's always crushing T. Rex's dreams with his dumb logic. I never liked that kind of person.
KILL THE DESCRIPTIVISTS.
Well, that's sort of a lie. We get decorative pockets instead.