It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
A beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be my? Could you by my?
Won't you be my neighbor?
Good morning boys and girls. And how are all you precious little snowflakes doing today? Today we're going to learn a new word. Are you excited? Ready to learn?
Okay, here is is. Today's magic word is "liberty".
Now, I know what most of you anencephalic drones are likely to believe and feel about this word. After all, you were educated in Public Schools for fucks sake! What could Mr. Melkor expect of you? Not bloody much, that's what.
But, I digress. Back to the word of the day, what does "liberty" actually mean? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
I bet you wish that I was going to just up and tell you. Don't you? You lazy bastards! That's not how Mr. Melkor rolls. Oh no. If you want to know then it's time for you to do some research. Here is a hint: there once was a man, a very great man whose name was John Stuart Mill. He wrote a book that discusses Mr. Melkor's magic word of the day. It is called "On Liberty". I command all who read this post to immediately and forthwith read this book (or at least a bunch of snippets off the internet since you are probably lazy as fuck). This is John Stuart Mill:
Thank you for visiting Mr. Melkor's neighborhood boys and girls. Now, move along. Go on now, shoo!
