This time of year has me wondering: what are people celebrating?
I just can’t understand buying more stuff and eating too much food.
What does that accomplish?
I also have a hard time justifying human holidays built on violence and religious supremacy.
So, I think I’ll sit this one out and watch the trains go by, hoping they bring a better society.
I may be waiting a while.
I am Cone Alone.
I get blamed for everything, but people seem to miss the truth.
The truth?
The truth is,most of the time I don’t even deal with the cones in other branches.
Sure, we have the occasional softball tournament and we make prank calls while wiretapping each other. But it is usually just harmless fun.
My faucet leaks, but I certainly don’t.
I am discreet.
I am Cone Alone.
NSA I’m crazy. FBI don’t think so.
I already know that because I’m employed by the Conetral Intelligence Agency (CIA) I have limits on my political activities.
But thanks for the visual metaphor.
I am surrounded by heavy-handed idiots.
I am Cone Alone.
Why did I buy this novelty trap?
The harder we tug, the tighter the trap holds.
No! Don’t you dare tile me about your fucking political platform.
I can’t take this much longer.
I am Cone Alone.
I earn a median income.
I am the 99 percent.
I am Cone Alone.
Cone Alone 