Oh my pretty pretty burning money!

"Hey everybody, let's band together and make one idiot seem like a million!"

"Rising gas prices? It's the A-rabs fault! Let's take this towelhead DOWN!"

"I believe this is an example of i-ro-ny, and I'm going to neglect to mention that the real irony is that I'm a fucking dumbass!"

"See, see?! Evil! EEEVVVOOOLLL!! Heartless! Gas prices! The pain!!!"

Further proof that both sides of the equation are made of complete morons ready to take every little image out of context to make themselves feel so much better about themselves as if they're some sort of victim of outside forces not possibly, maybe, hypothetically connected to the idea that maybe as "consumers" they've consumed enough to forget about such nice little easy things as "conservation" that would involve maybe NOT driving your SUV to your neighbor's house!

Yeah people, let's just ask Bush politely if he can lower gas prices for us! That makes a whole lot of fucking sense! In the meantime, here's some more Arabs we can hate and further proof that the Bush family is some evil heartless empire based on one old woman saying that the media is retarded.

Gas prices should be up to five dollars a gallon, you morons! That's a more accurate reflection of the supply and demand. Stop blaming other people for your own goddamned vices.

Hell, I have a great idea! Let's PROTEST! I'll bring the bong, you can bring the shitty hip-hop music! I'll see if I can find someone to bring the tie-dyed shirts. I know, I bet if we were to all stand together in front of the Whitehouse and act very very polite and make Bambi eyes, that will solve everything! Let's hire Dakota Fanning to say pretty-pretty please, pretty-pretty please let's not have to deal with having to think about the rest of the world! Let us not bother with maybe having to walk a little more than before, to take public transportation, to give up our beautiful conspicuous consumption icons! Please let it be Bush's fault, or the terrorists' fault, or anybody but our own! Let us forget California, wherein more oil is consumed than most other places put together! Let us forget H2s, PT Cruisers, and other ugly penis-enlargement devices. Let us forget two-car-per-registered-driver statistics! It's just too damned depressing to see all my hard-earned money disappearing into my hard-earned car and my hard-earned ego!

--PolarisDiB