Before I get started, be forewarned that there's going to be some, uh, significant changes in the DUmpster here, which should make the DUmpster bigger and better and more interesting. I dunno when the ANNOUNCEMENT is coming, and who's going to ANNOUNCE it, but it's all good; in fact, it's all great, and I'm sure everyone will agree it adds much to the current DUmpster.
Okay, that's out of the way.
For some weeks, I've been wondering about some sort of heavy black cloud on the horizon slowly nearing Skins's island. And I'm not the only one; the primitives, especially the Obamaite primitives have been betraying a sort of suppressed subconscious mass hysteria and fear.
But of course the primitives being primitives, aren't sophisticated enough to articulate what this coming-closer heavy dark cloud is. All the primitives understand is that it's coming, and it's not good.
Not good for the primitives, I mean.
This subconscious fear has been exhibited much lately by the false bravadura, the surreal fantasies, of the Obamaite primitives, and by their obsession with she who is probably the next vice-president of the United States. This ever-approaching heavy dark cloud bothers them, and they hope it will dissipate if they ignore it, by putting up a brave front and focusing on other things.
It's not going away; it's creeping closer and closer to Skins's island.
I've mentioned the Great Discombobulation for the past six weeks, here and there.
I myself can't articulate it, being an outsider on Skins's island, but it seems to me to be a Great Discombobulation that's going to lay waste to many of the primitives. The Kerry-Dean primary fights of 2004, the election of 2004, Doug's ex-wife's really stupid stunt, the Bostonian Drunkard's Fitzmas, and the recent mass expulsion of primitives supporting the worthier Democrat candidate for president, will turn out to have been mere wisps, mere nothings, compared with the Great Discombobulation that's coming.
I expressed that the Great Discombobulation was most likely to occur some time between Labor Day and the last week of October, and I'm sticking with that, although sort of sensing it's a tad bit too early yet. And no, it probably won't be the election itself; it'll probably happen before the election.
Last night (Saturday night) I thought about this much, while reading a biography of the illustrator and humorist Ludwig Bemelmans, when out of the blue it came to me.
Barry "Six States" Obama's going to sell out the primitives, especially the Obamaite primitives.
It occurred to me that never in the history of the world, has a mortal messiah, a mortal savior, NOT sold out his followers? Forests of trees, and oceans of ink, have been used to explain this phenomenon.
I can't think of any specifics, but generally, I suspect the Great Discombobulation's going to be something like that; Barry "Six States" Obama, in a frantic bid to win the election, is going to sell out the primitives, especially the Obamaite primitives. And it's going to convulse Skins's island something really bad.
Sit back, watch, wait, and see if I'm not right.
