boing boing boing

I’m always asking myself: “What would The Clash do?” And then I steal a pillowcase.

It?s christmas at ground zero
The button has been pressed
The radio just let us know
That this is not a test

Everywhere the atom bombs are dropping
It?s the end of all humanity
No more time for last-minute shopping
It?s time to face your final destiny

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http://www.lyricsfreak.com/w/weird-al-yankovic/145864.html

The idea of using the basement for shelter is not bad, but one should remember to cover the floor above the basement with 2 ft of dirt.

Yeah, I bet Doughy Pantload and The Pod would get “learnt some respect” if they did something stupid like dumping 2 feet of dirt on their respective Mother’s living room floors (and you know that neither of them have been invited into the living room much less been allowed to track mud into it). I swear it is so hard to keep something nice when the kids start reading Civil Defense Plans followed by the comments on Sadly No!™

What are we gonna do now?
Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
‘Cause they’re working for the clampdown
They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
When we’re working for the clampdown
We will teach our twisted speech
To the young believers
We will train our blue-eyed men
To be young believers

The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again
I’m not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working for the clampdown
Kick over the wall ’cause government’s to fall
How can you refuse it?
Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
D’you know that you can use it?

The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there’s nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don’t owe nothing, so boy get runnin’
It’s the best years of your life they want to steal

You grow up and you calm down
You’re working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown
You’re working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
You made your first kill now

In these days of evil presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
But ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!

And I’ve given away no secrets
Who’s barmy now?

Chapter 11: Ann Coulter’s Iraq War Argument Files for Bankruptcy

It’s the whole chapter, and no, I don’t expect anyone to read the whole thing at once.

Keep on rocking. I love this site.

Than there’s not much you can do, they’re going to build their waterfront center, damnit.

The idea of using the basement for shelter is not bad, but one should remember to cover the floor above the basement with 2 ft of dirt. It will stop radiation and cushion the impact of the collapsing structure of the house (the shock wave of a thermonuclear explosion can level suburban houses with ease). Then one needs an improvised hand-operated air-filtration device. The need to make shifts as you operate the air filter makes it more practical to shelter several families in one place. I guess the need of water, food, light and latrine, as well as a radio is more obvious.

Trying to decide individually whether to evacuate or not is totally ill-advised, even in a free country — if authorities do not coordinate millions of refugees, the refugees are in rather bad shape.

My estimate was that once a country makes all reasonable precautions against an imminent nuclear attack, the attack itself is kind of redundant.