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What I Know About You is a new feature in nothinggoingonhere.com where I discuss what I know about someone who I’ve never met before, based on information that I’ve inadvertently accumulated—usually without effort on my part. The names have been changed to protect the innocent, and there’s very little likelihood that anyone in my limited audience will know the subject or other persons mentioned in this article.
Yo, listen up. It’s time for me to lay a little bit of science* wisdom on you all. Now, when I was a kid learning about subatomic particles in school, I really identified with the protons and neutrons. They were bigger and clustered in groups right around the center of the atoms. While the electrons would just fly around on the outskirts, forever contained by the gravitational pull of the larger nucleus—which, let’s face it, is more of a popularity contest for subatomic particles than a work center—the nuclear particles would just party it up and laugh. You follow me so far? Continue reading “The Sub-Atomic Social Scene”
“School encouraged me to say things that I knew were wrong!”
“I was influenced by a dishonest media!”
“I thought free speech meant I could say ANYTHING I wanted!”
You were just a young person, trying to find your way in a chaotic society. While others your age were fighting the hideous evil of Islamaterrorism or volunteering to repel intruders at our Great Southern Border, you were taking advantage of the morally lax standards of the period and spreading subversive propaganda on your social media account.
Until this Proud Nation said ENOUGH! So, while you might have been late to join the Party, you’ve seen the error of your ways. We’ve all done things we’re ashamed of when we were young. Embarrassment is understandable, but there is only one path to salvation: Public Renouncement. Continue reading “A Message From The Central Government: RENOUNCE PUBLICLY”
If ever you’re imprisoned in a carnival jail, I need you to remain calm: help is on the way.
I may be on a ride that you didn’t want to get on because turbulent rides “upset your tummy” and I may be irritated because you used the word “tummy” even after I told you how much it irks me out, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not coming for you. Continue reading “If Ever You’re Imprisoned in a Carnival Jail”