[b]Werner Twertzog
So, Frankenstein’s creature and Santa Claus meet in the arctic wastes, and each persuades the other to consider, alternately, existentialism and humanism, until the snow covers them both and the planet dies.[/b]
In post production hopefully.
Mr. Scrooge, choose any path you please; all of them lead to death. If you are not mocked or reviled, even your kindest deeds will be forgotten, as we all know.
He means as we all know now.
Most income for the top 1% is unearned, thus affirming the Protestant Work Ethic.
If only “in their heads”.
It is important for underpaid and disgruntled restaurant workers to read signs about washing their hands.
That and not spitting in the food.
Seinfeld: So, Krampus, what’s the deal with the claws and the fangs?
Krampus: [Silent]
Seinfeld: I mean, you are ugly enough already to scare children.
Krampus: [Severs Seinfeld’s jugular and gorges on his jetting blood, with a sly hint of jollity.]
Seinfeld: [Bloody and dead]
In a parallel universe perhaps.
With great power comes great need to conceal your revenue streams.
At least until the Democrats get hold of your tax returns.