Superbowl patriots cheer half-time propaganda, fake titties, tooting trumpets. "FREEDOM" is in lights and is shitting itself out of Post-Hippy "Call me Sir" Paul McCartney's multi-millionaire f*cking mouth. Machine guns raised. Kegs secure. Beers held high! The (Presidential) Liar is in the house! Bono's in the house! We're DOOMED! F*CKING DOOMED! F*CKING DOOMED! F*CKING DOOMED! F*CKING DOOMED! F*CKING DOOMED! F*CKING DOOMED!