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Victory Coffee!  Somehow Do the Hustle turned into today.  How the hades did that happen?  Ah well, Happy Worker, drink your Victory Coffee.

Victory Coffee

 Juice Newton, how did we get from pop tarts to pink haired vax nazis?  Ah well, guzzle down your Victory Coffee, happy worker.  

Mitchieville, model municipality

The Mayor of Mitchieville is pleased to announce the re-opening of Satan's Abortion Clinic, in the Mitchieville Medical Center.  

This was a long, hard battle to win necessary government funding.  Funding not only for salaries, pensions, and, vacations; but for equipment, furnishings, and, supplies.  The mighty Mayor of Mitchieville was indomitable in his desire to get the necessary applications and paperwork composed, printed, and, scanned.  Some seven pounds of documents were needed to win Total Victory in this skirmish in the War for Diversity.

Success came in small drops, at first.  The bureaucratic engine parts of the multilayered state needed stroking, gentle caresses, and, some squeezing to get results.  Volunteer efforts of cadre graduates of the Fenris Badwulf School of Telemarketing Excellence turned the tide against the sewage wall of entrenched White Male Supremacy endemic in Canadian Federal, Provincial, and, Non-Profit institutions.  'We told them what they wanted to hear,' said First Wolf telemarketer Hops Molson.  Well, it worked, Hops.  The cash is flowing.

You can see the happy effect of unrestricted, free, 'just walk in for a termination', abortion on downtown Mitchieville.  Behind the masks, everybody is happy!  Sex without responsibility, a valuable part of a social breakfast of a primate society, is the pencil to the eye of the White Establishment! 

Satan's Abortion Clinic, in the Mitchieville Medical Center, sends impressive data.  All across the hate filled, white supremacist, Federal, Provincial, and Non-Profit administrations, there are smiles as tick marks in the right (er, left) boxes are made.  The People of X, the POX, make statistically significant foot prints in the sand of science.  So much so, that bells and whistles do not ring for Mitchieville data.  Just electronic transfers of other people's confiscated income.  

Of course, the Mayor of Mitchieville is a leader in Leadership. 

During the weeks leading up to the opening of Satan's Abortion Clinic, in the Mitchieville Medical Center, between selections of tile for the sauna, carpets for the lounge, and hard wood for the dance floor, the overwhelming obligation of Goodness sat on his manly shoulders.  What if one of the pre-Babies aborted was ... BIPOX?  What if one of the pre-Babies aborted was ... Gender Mince?  What if, gasp, one of the pre-Babies aborted was ... QWERTY?  I do not think anyone could have the murder of an unborn child on their conscience, and not have a damned soul.  But there was a flash of light, and the Mayor of Mitchieville had a Final Solution:  No abortions would be given until the pre-Baby gave assent (in writing, with witnesses) that they were not normal, in fact deviants with evidence based tendencies towards violence, crime, disease, and treachery.  Never would a not normal be aborted!

Not only does Satan's Abortion Clinic, in the Mitchieville Medical Center, bill lavishly for abortions, it also never does any.  Is this not in keeping with government culture?   The clinic is a valuable source of no-show and no-work jobs, necessary to celebration of third world culture.  

I sleep better at night knowing that the Mayor of Mitchieville is the Mayor of Mitchieville.  Along with his team of caring caregivers, people like William Monkey in Accounting, Charles C. Charlatan III in Integrity, and,  Letchard Wolfdick in Human Resources, I sleep aware that the evils of acid white extreme far right patriarchial white male supremacy are utterly vanquished for eternity.  

Mitchieville.  A great place to live, work, and shop!

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.  I care. 

Mostly peaceful

A future of hope

 Gosh, what a great day!  The dream leader is elected!  The way is clear ahead to sunny days, reconciliation, and diversity!

Clearing away the critics like the tree stumps they are.  Any sort of logical argument stuff just does not cut it anymore.  This 'Age of Reason' patriarchal hate speech just isn't logical now.  Take your cue from the bought and paid for media.  Your real question should not be 'how soon before the uprising', but 'how do I get me some of that media choke brain money?'  

I, Fenris Badwulf, wrote this.