FORUMS OF DEVALUED GOODS

More and more of us puffed-up, ghoulish kufar folk have been proclaiming that Heaven on Earth is attainable and feasible in a place where the standard of relationships is the sole trend-dictator. Restorationist prehistoric barbarism is once again enjoying a new heyday; mass-produced articles of vanishing fairy tales have been manufactured by tabloid-media-watching celebrity oligarchs, indulgently trolling mini-primadonnas. 

Cheap, boorish yampec-kings and even dumber, buffoonish queens were produced. Buildings on their apparent souls were the cheap, profitable diadems, and the heavy botox dreams treading on their heels were the foolishly spastic. I wonder how long the flocks of male and female fowls will run wild! Who can use the arrogant conference campaign of electric-neon-light companies for alanto career-building?! 

There are more and more party and V.I.P.-queen divas of the bohemian, dorbesoling nights in Pest - they would eat up the whole bribable world if they could. Like all fallen royal oligarchs, they will be false memories of a bygone age. If only someone would knock down the talismanic stone tablet of bigoted lust for power once and for all! 

The souls of those who seek to rule are well disguised by the successfully ostentatious elegance of luxury suits and pompous suites; one must live these days from the known insecurity, and the shallow, superficial culture behind the lifestyle is also a mockery. The mini-world produces and shares its treasures. Medals of merit fly if necessary, if not, and medals for less humane people, while the glorifying insanity has become again a bitch of a sitcom, and a word-magical retarded mouth-breathing. 

Still not enough of the cuddly pram. If they are forced to increase productivity, must it necessarily start with the quality of the baby shops? It's only the camp of idiotic dweebs that's growing. The small camp of those who promote separate passenger cultures is dwindling!