Litter Of Runts

The Vax line is over there, near the donut table.  But you don't get a donut until you show your Vax Papers.  See how it works, follow the arrows and stand in the circles, six feet.  Mask the mouth and nose, wear gloves and ear plugs, think mush.  Move along.

Call me sir.  If you want.  If you need.  If you got to.  If you must.

Daily, we are unaffected, this obscene distraction.  Manipulation games and division, easy pickings in the gullible, hateful, and lame social crowd.  They stand small, learn what to think, and have two shallow faces.  Litter of runts.  They have absolutely no influence on civilization.