What will the satirists do once W is gone?
They will satire people who think that there's nothing left to satire.
UPDATE.
We can always freeze and then clone the unsatirable until we develop the technology to satire it.
UPDATE 2. Maybe satire IS over.
Wolf Blitzer using Star Wars-like hologram technology.
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Here's this for your sitcom script:
puke puke puke. blah blah blah. puke puke puke. blah blah blha. ha ha ha ha
(cue laughter)
puke puke puke. blah blah blah blah. puke puke puke. blah blah blah. ha ha h a.
..no seriously, I'll take the job! I need money!
UPDATE: Just in case--this is a joke. I'm no fuckin' SCAB. I support Unions, collective bargaining--everything short of smashing the state. (Well, fuck it, smash the state.) Fuck those corporate money-grubbing scum. Fuck those bastards. Even if you write for Two and Half Men, you deserve your share of the loot. I laugh at a well crafted puke joke. I'm only human.
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“…it’s hard to resist your own substance, you’d like to stop all this, give yourself time to think about it and listen without difficulty to your heartbeat, but it’s too late for that. This thing can never stop. This enormous steel box is on a collision course; we, inside it, are whirling madly with the machines and the Earth. All together, along with the thousands of little wheels and hammers that never strike at the same time, that make noises which shatter one another, some so violent that they release a kind of silence around them, which makes you feel a little better. You give into noise as you give in to war. As the machines you let yourself go with the two three ideas that are wobbling about at the top of your head. And that’s the end. From then on everything you look at, everything you touch is hard. And everything you still manage to remember more or less becomes as rigid as iron and loses its savor in your thoughts.” Celine, Journey to the End of the Night
“It’s not that I like the empire—I hate it—but there’s nothing I can do about it right now.” Luke Skywalker, Star Wars
