Bibi Gives A Shit

John Stuart Mill once said that although it is not true that all conservatives are stupid people, it is true that most stupid people are conservative. Analogously, not every bad shit is diarrhea, but every diarrhea is bad shit.

Today my hoomans were too slow to take a photograph of me giving a shit. So here is a photo of me giving a shit taken from the federal doggo archive.

So Steve Bannon said once that the real opposition is the media. And the way to deal with them is to flood the zone with shit. Well, my way of dealing with Steve Bannon is giving a very opposing pile of shit.

In my time in Ireland, I visited many sites which Oliver Cromwell either destroyed, or where his troops massacred hundreds to thousands of hoomans, or both. And today I learned that he also fined hoomans for cursing under his rule. Even mild curses like “By God’s wounds” could have landed you in trouble. Well, I give a very vulgar and swearing shit!

Visiting the Rock of Dunamase. The second rock in a row. You could call me a rockstar, but as David Bowie said: “I’m not a rockstar. I’m a rock god.” A goddess who gives a shit.

So, that’s the Rock of Cashel. Not my shit, but this thingy on top of the hill. According to local folklore, the Rock of Cashel originated from Devil’s Bit, a mountain 30 km north of Cashel. The legend says that St. Patrick banished Satan from a cave, and, in a rage, Satan took a bite from the mountain and spat it out, landing it in Cashel. This is why the Rock is sometimes called “St. Patrick’s Rock”. I don’t know what you think, but it sounds a bit far fetched, doesn’t it? And where is the empirical evidence for it? Anyway, enjoy another miracle, namely me giving shit, and the photographic evidence of it!

Just like Socrates and Plato before me, I am a philospher freed from my shackles, finally seeing the truth beyond the shadows on the walls. If you’re a True Believer, you will follow the shit out of the cave into the Sun.

Look at this van Goghian sky! I always thought that the one thing that could have made “Starry Night” even better was a tiny turd glistening with wisdom.

Che Guevara once said: “The wind of revolution is blowing through the world, and no power can stop it”. Well I can’t stop the wind, but the wind can’t stop me from giving a shit!

That’s one small shit for a Kleinspitz, one giant doodie for doggokind.