Now that our blog has migrated from a political one to a sex-and-politics one, I thought I would fill you guys in (ugh) with the details of some early observations of mine regarding Central Square, Cambridge. It was my view that OBL had a point if what he was trying to do was keep these freaks out. Now I see in a Best of the Web from a few days back that Dinesh D'Souza agrees with me (though not Taranto).
Well, bluenoses and pervs, you stomached Pepe's emissions of Lava Light lesboporn and Craigslist depictions of excretory hilarity. Are you ready for Central Square?
I say the town needs an enema. You?
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
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In case you didn't notice, your story takes place in *sniff* brookline. But in any case... middle east upstairs / girls with cute piercings outside? 3am falafel? bluegrass at cantab? hi-fi? and come on, we all know you love hubba hubba... don't be such an old man jj ;)
Grr. Part of being a good bluenose is being a hypocrite.
Central Square as a town? C'mon, JJ, get real. It's just a couple of dingy streets meeting at an angle -- no relation to the real McCoy, such as Trafalgar Square.
Having gotten that out of my system, OK, so what about the so-called "Central Square"? Bunch of hobos or winos hanging around there? So what? What does it have to do with whether the end is nigh or not, or whether Western Civ is going down the drain in a handbasket or not? Could be it plays an (infinitesimal) role in all that, but you'd need to make the case. Until then, I think of it as just a place where two dingy streets (is one of them Mass Ave?) meet at some kind of angle. Big whoop.
I am sure they are listening to Ahmadinejad as they tighten each others' corsets.
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