madame george sends the best emails
i wish i had written this:
"development is such a fucking joke. all these development folks who are in the "field" only serve to create this neo-colonialism in which they completely marginalize themselves from the people they are there to "develop" by implementing economic and social structures that the indigenous peoples can not even dream of accessing. it makes me sick when i think about it becasue it's all under the guise of helping people. ah
well"
nabbas you are wonderful.
posted by Drake Studebake @ 8:44 AM
9 comments
9 Comments:
I hope you realize that this "Development" started with the targeted bombing and invasion of Afghanstan. While you may not be on the front lines, you are playing your role. I mean what else would you freakin ex-pats be doing there right now? Whether or not you realize it, you are helping put up the Golden Arches all over that land. Just so you know, a manhole explosion forced an evacuation of the World Bank HQ this morning. Just in case you your emails hadn't been answered.
-Ta.
B.C., D.D.S.
dear mr. drake h.r.l studebake,
as madame george's legal representative, she has asked me to pass on the following message;
"dearest d.s.
pretty words and praises will get you nowhere. i expect a formal apology for the earlier abuses i suffered on this blog before i will even begin considering participating again.
ps: please respond to my email in an appropriate fashion.
do you or do you not advocate poly gamous ness on this blog?"
pps: your dentist makes an excellent point.
-MG"
Yours truly,
Les Petting
Attorney at Law
ahhh... first off, thanks dr. buzz. thanks for the insight. if you bother asking "whether or not i realize it," i wonder if you have ever read a fucking word of this blog.
asshole
___
secondly, i'm too tired to think about poly gamous ness. in fact, i can't even wrap my head around nily gamous ness. ahhhh. i need to leave this place.
i will make a formal apology as soon as i can muster the energy
Dawg -- I miss you already. You flew out 1.5 hours ago and are probably crapping your pants on Ariana, somewhere over Azerbaijan as I write. I am lost without you. I have no one to waste time with on chat. Who will I get drunk with, or sit in shit French restaurant with appalling hangover on a sunny Friday morning? Who will listen to slanging hate speeches on the Walt Disney of East Germany? Who will truly understand your prison sentence at Capult Freakly?
Meet ya in Russia one day. You and me sunshine...
xx
Lady Jane
huh? where'd you go?!
Can't you just come back?
I need coffee....
Drake,
My blog SHITS on your blog.
Satta-tay.
BC
om mani padme hum
who is leaving mantras on my blog?
it's bad karma.
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