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I was reminded of this classic track via @1h49m+: /s/politics/comments/76fl/snd_live_w_whitney_webb_15744_slow_news_day/

Ironic how Jello's resolve has turned to Jello™.

 

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Message From Our Sponsor

(2:58) ~ Jello Biafra

 

Message from Our Sponsor

We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:

America is now under martial law.
All constitutional right have been suspended.

Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact loved ones, insurance agents, or attorneys.

Shut up!

Do not attempt to think or depression may occur.
Stay in your homes, curfew is at 7 pm sharp after work.
Anyone caught outside the gates of their sub-division sectors after curfew will be shot.

Remain calm.
Do not panic.

Your neighborhood watch officer will be by to collect urine samples in the morning.
Anyone caught interfering with the collection of urine samples will be shot.
Houses will be inspected for trace elements at noon.

Anyone who fails to display the required embossed-black-velvet-Mexican painting of Alexander Haig on their living room wall will be shot.
Cameras and surveillance equipment will be posted on all lampposts and streetlights.
Anyone failing to attend required worship services on Sunday will be promptly arrested and dispatched to a re-education resort.

Stay in your homes.
Remain calm.

The #1 enemy of progress in questions.
National security is more important than individual will.
All sports broadcasts will proceed as normal.
No more than two people may gather anywhere without permission.
Use only the drugs prescribed by your boss or supervisor.

Shut up!
Be happy!

Obey all orders without question.
The comfort you've demanded is now mandatory.

Be happy.

At last, everything is done for you.

 

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