[Charles Henrickson]

It's as though we (the people) were running from the "authorities" (our ruling class (rc), though we still mostly haven't realized it) in a desperate car chase, and we just ran over the tire deflating device deployed by the authorities... That "spike strip" was a group of people (Shrub, Rummy, Condo, Dick "Drakul", and their NeoConniving friends). They just blew the tires off our nation (as well as blowing the engine, ruining the suspension and transmission, and smashing/wrecking the body/paint/lights etc). The thing is, they are driving our car (or nation/economy/foreign relations/future/etc)--as well as chasing and trying to destroy it! We're just the passengers! To make matters worse, in spite the already catastrophic damage, they're continuing to try to run. . . .

It's as though you (the DUmmie) were running your sentences on and on and on in your "post" (your incoherent rambling (ir), though I still mostly haven't read all of it) in a stultifying string of parentheses/slashmarks/prepositional phrases/"quotemarks" etc. going on and on and on until people's eyes glaze over/become glassy and they stick hot pokers into their eyes to stop having to read it etc. . . .

[Watery Tart]

Yes, you're quite right, I'm fed up with being treated like a sheep, I mean what's the point of going abroad if you're just another tourist carted round in buses, surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Boventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in their cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh...