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After every great depression comes war or revolution. What's it gonna be this time?

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Horrible scenes in Londonstan today where millions are unemployed and on benefits.

It seems the "Arab Spring" was only the beginning of something much bigger, I hope I am wrong.

Europe is in deep crisis, along with the US.

China is growing but only temporarily. When their bubble burts it will be pandemonium.
 
Things in Europe are going from bad to worse.

Inflation will hit in a few months and there will be riots in Bulgaria too, you will see.

I am so excited, I hope they are many dead young guys!!!!

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This is just FANTASY: but it's hot to imagine another French Revolution here in the USA. All of us not paying "our fair share" are considered traitors and to be executed by guillotine. On every campus each frat house with all of it's spoiled rich brats receives a summons to report to the center of campus of the campus where a huge guillotine has been erected on a scaffold for all of the 'peasants' to watch us spoiled assholes that drive sports cars & never have to work summers or during the year, whereas they are relegated to miserable dorm rooms and take out huge student loans to be paid off over 30 years! We're all on the scaffold. We're nude to further disgrace us (as if being nude and hard is anything to be embarrassed about). We're each slid under the guillotine and like all guys we're looking forward at the crowd. Our wrists and feet are tied so that when our headless torsos are shoved off the bascule into the box our arms and legs won't flail. The lunette is closed so now our necks are positioned for the blade and we're looking directly into the basket. Our cocks are well lubed from the thick spunk of all our frat bros guillotined before us. We rock back and forth stimulating out hardons: as soon as we hear the drum roll we shoot as the blade hits the back of our necks and our heads roll in orgasm. Our heads are picked up and we see and hear the crowd cheering & we're thinking what every other dude thinks when his severed head is held up to the happy crowd: "You fucking peasants! Now that you've chopped off my head how are your miserable lives any better!"
 
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