There’s one word in this rant that got my imagination running a little wild:
for the sake of energy to power the electric ass wipers of an illusory empire. Sigh.
My emphasis.
Alright, swap the donkey for an arse, and you have what in standard English seems to sum up the ridiculous extremes of decadence much of the Western world seems to be sinking to.
“No sir, I will not wipe my own arse, not when I have a nice, shiny electric machine to do it for me. All I have to do is get off my gold-plated, all-electric, fully automated toilet, bend down and grab my ankles, and…
….ooh, that feels good.”
Uh, yeah, I think lzh and I will stick with the good, old-fashioned rolls of paper that her danwei hands out in its three-monthly care packages- ahh, the benefits of a Chinese government job.
