Showing posts with label hail to planet pepe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hail to planet pepe. Show all posts

Friday, March 09, 2012

A World of Bu Hwei Kan

Ah, Thomas Friedman's beautiful vision of the Shape of Things to Come.......
.....the whole Web as a Ministry of Truth.
This is the stuff that Obamaklean Dreams are made of.

Winston Shienshan at Work

Tuesday, March 06, 2012

The Hobbesian Cults

To worship, says Pepe, should be to scrape and bow and tremble and offer up penance and geld before the grandeur of the Wizard of Oz.

But all it does is prepare the way for a religion which is even more in love with sheer might than the effete Lords of Versailles. A religion that really knows how to bring men to the noble state of scraping, and bowing, and trembling, and offering up penance and geld before the grandeur of the Momo's Of Mecca. In the end, it will be the end of Pepe.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

The Gem of Honor for da Indigent Fard-er

A cool quarter mill(+ )a year, and the gerbil Florida shysters call him indigent? Precious. But not at precious as that singular honor of da ol' chop chop da Bary's were denied. No wonder Le Pew has gone incommunicado, he is still embittered Planet Pepe was denied, and oh so close it was to not being denied, a most glorious opportunity for ululation.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Planet Pepe ever more conflicted

Burkha or not burkha? Pepe got a huge headache. All those pinko shibboleths swirling in his head is too much to handle.