Lots of odd stories popped up this week that I alluded to in the Mexican links a few days ago with the volcanoes all erupting around the same time.  Of course, it could just be a plethora of weird shit all occurred at the same time for me to yammer on about…

This is my review of Arizona Wilderness Brewing Don’t F#%K It Up! Low Impact Ale:

The one that seems to be the most benign is this one here from National File that speculates human fertility will drop to unsustainable levels by 2050.  They call it “Spermageddon”.  Which is fine by me to be completely honest, because by then I will be in my mid-sixties and I probably will have had enough of those goddamn kids.   This is probably just speculation based on existing trends that all seem to correlate even among non-western cultures, so they can’t just blame it on fat people.

Another thing going around is Died Suddenly, the documentary on Rumble outlining fibrous structures in the lungs, possibly as a result of COVID, the vaccines against COVID, or the recommended boosters for the vaccine that I lost count of the CDC recommending.  This is probably just a Morgellons outbreak.

“I specifically asked to hold the pickles”

Finally signs of our cyberpunk future are finally starting to arrive.  First, T-Mobile announced they will connect with StarLink beginning next year.  Which sucks for me because I can be in the middle of Bumfuck, NE and Elon Musk can find me all too easily.  Not that he will need to find anybody through their phone in the next decade, he can just ping the mind control device the Feds required be put in everyone’s brain and put you in “sleep mode” until they can send over their robot dog loaded with explosives to remove you from the system.

 

Self-censored profanity on the side of the can will always get my attention.  My issue here was when I actually got it home I realized it said “Low Impact Ale” on the side.  I was immediately disheartened, thinking it was going to be another example of fake products marketed to people that actually want to be seen as the type of person that cares about their carbon footprint while still being able to pretend they aren’t giving up any modern convenience to achieve their conception of self-actualization.  Fools.  YOU ARE THE CARBON THEY WISH TO CONTROL.

The sad part was I was right.  This is in fact beer, a golden ale to be exact, but not a particularly good one. Low carbonation, little body, combined with a subtle oily bitterness reminiscent of how Orwell described gin in his infamous dystopia, left me wondering if I was had—I believe so. This was improved when I tossed it outside, rather than the kitchen sink, out of fear it would upset the delicate ecosystem in my septic tank and render the bacteria I count on to process my morning dump, dead.  I got a 405 out instead, and finished my workday from home. Arizona Wilderness Brewing Don’t F#%K It Up! Low Impact Ale:  0.9/5