Ahhh, Spring... when people's hearts and minds turn to.... Rapture. I WISH I were speaking of the kind of Rapture that <i>used </i>to mean. Birds, bees, sex, drugs, rock and roll and such rapturous endeavors. Alas, this year? What better time to schedule the Rapture than in the middle of an Arab Spring? Why bother with Democracy, decency and human rights, when the Rapture can't come until the whole Middle East gets its Smiting by His Hand? According to sources, tomorrow is Rapture Day. According to other sources, both right and left, our beloved St. Barry of the Korporate States is accelerating Armageddon with his latest speech. So smoke 'em if you got 'em, folks. Tonight the Unrapturable will party like its 1999, and talk some smack about the world of politics! Save some energy for tomorrow though, the looting will be first come, first serve; and the really hung-over sleepyheads only get Volvo's. Game On.
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