Andrew Milkcow is a libertarian and conservative radio host of the Milkcow Majority on Sirius/XM Patriot. He's right, you're wrong, the arguments in this article cannot be broken (he refused to contribute this article unless we put that in the preface).
So apparently a big, scary storm blew down a bunch of shitty tarpaper shacks in the Phillip Peens. And now I'm hearing over and over again about how these people don't have access to food, water, and shelter. And they want it handed to them, and they want it now.
BAAAAAAAAA! BAAAAAA! BAAAAA!! Keep bleating, sheeple!
What you bottom-feeding third-world degenerates don't seem to understand is that holding your hands out to big daddy government is what got you in this situation in the first place. If you relied on free enterprise, your nation would have big, sexy buildings that could withstand a pussy little storm just as well as your American counterparts. If you'd stop being disgusting queermo knuckle-draggers, maybe you would have figured out ages ago that the free market could have prevented all that you're going through right now. This is entirely your fault. And don't expect me to give a shit about your problems, or to have the slightest clue where your dumb country is. Reading is for homos, and learning is for ivory tower elitists.
But hope isn't lost. You can still pull yourself out of this downward spiral into socialist sodomy orgies. You're surrounded by rubble, right? It's got wood, it's got nails, it's got plastic. Build shelters! Become an architect! It's a brand new market that hasn't been tapped yet, and you could be the next big thing if you'd just got off of your lazy asses and stop bitching about dysentery.
And the dead bodies? They're still fresh, which means they're still edible. Don't give me that look, you vegan vaginas! Humans taste like pork, and pork is a perfectly good meat. It's not like those corpses are doing anything anyway. They're just sitting around, spreading diseases and waiting for the government to provide them with a linen sheet to be hastily buried in. BAAAAA! BAAAAAA! I'm dead, please help my shepherd! BAAAAA! Come to think of it, sell the human flesh as mutton. That's show those parasite sons of bitches. Speaking of parasites, be sure to cook the meat very thoroughly before selling. The free market doesn't like bad press from the health department (another socialist scam).
Oh noooo, Milkcow! You can't say that! The PC police are going to be mad!
Let those fairies get mad! I'm right! They're wrong! That's the end of the story! The arguments in this article cannot be broken! And get this! I've got progressives coming up to me every single day suggesting that I'm a deeply insecure man because I keep repeating my mantra about being right over and over again. Bullshit! Only a liberal would mistake confidence for insecurity.
Am I lamenting the fact that my youth is behind me, and rapidly fading into the distance? I don't know, maybe I am! Am I bothered about my receding hairline? Sure, whatever! Do I start screaming farm animal noises at callers who threaten to unravel my fragile sense of reality? Sure, it's funny! Do I support Randian principles and the prohibition of free market positions for businesses I don't like in the same breath? Sometimes!
Look, no, I'm not getting into this. Come on Milkcow, you've got this...Okay, here we go.
I'm right. You're wrong. The arguments in this article cannot be broken. Andrew Milkcow, Sirius/XM Patriot.
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