Right, his revenge vendetta against… the wind.

I don’t remember what the fuck that’s about: Is that one of the important ones that we need to keep track of like how he fucks little kids or wants to invade Canada, or is that one just background noise that can be safely ignored like how he pretends to be tall or how he wants to fuck his own daughter?

God, I’m so tired…

Hair and the percolator. 1972.

(DiMaggio pitched Mr Coffee - and we all went drip coffee in the mid 70s. Wood grain paneling, linoleum table top, even the ash tray would remain unchanged through the mid 1980s. Wet bar(?) on the lazy Susan is late 60s early 70s. Phone is a deadend, that shit spans four decades at least. Can’t see enough of her denim for it to be a data point (but the denim geeks can read that shit like tea leaves) but the hair. The bob is too long for the 60s. Later 70s we see a Mr Coffee. So… 1972)

Edit: it’s fucking AI? Zoom in on the handset and it’s 6-fingered slop…

This is done to condition the audience that the end of the show is coming.

After driving out of state, paying $36 for a bottle of water and rocking out to your favorite band only to have them turn up the lights and fuck off to the airport without even playing a full set can lead to an angry crowd…

And then the venue owners have to deal with a Dylan goes Electric style riot.

Yay, new technology for turning humans into body parts.

I’m sure we, as a species, will use this technology responsibly…

So… Typically when they concentrate large numbers of undesirables into camps, ‘concentration camps’ if you will, they invariably discover the logistics are not cost effective and so they move on to implement a more affordable solution, a ‘final solution’ as it were…

(Also, fuck this shit, holy hell what the fuck you fucking bastards!)

Is that like the Windows XP default wallpaper?