Whenever I spend more than 10 minutes on X I feel like I need a bath.
The first line in the song here is all Dylan. The rest reminds me of X, all the derision which many can relate to. Pogo.
There’s little real conversation going on at Elon’s X; mostly the gotcha Flypaper is hung everywhere. But in the song a surprise comes at the very end. Would that it could be so for us.
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Right. There are some “deep”s I will never put out into — I have neither Kevlar nor Stigmata.
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None can disagree in principle, sir. So we hope. But I fear people are being damaged spiritually, especially the young. Meanwhile people write their own indictments for the ideological partisans to pick off later. I think it could be praiseworthy for some to bare their chests. For most however I fear naivety will succumb to much worse. But I hope I’m wrong.
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From what I’ve heard, it’s rich mission land.
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