The International Olympic Committee has botched it, Clyde.
The Olympics were reborn in 1896 as a celebration of human physical capacity and a mechanism to foster the brotherhood of nations. Today, they are a shameless cash-grab conducted by the scummiest individuals the nations of the world can assemble, a wretched hive of scum and villainy that makes FIFA look honest by comparison. There is nothing to be done but tear the whole edifice down and start from scratch.
The Clyde Dialogues: Revenge of the Moonpoops
I've been thinking, Clyde. Thinking about our Project Artemis conversation. I've been thinking about those 96 bags of human excrement that our astronauts left on the moon as a perfect encapsulation of humanity's general mode of interaction with the cosmos. And about the implications they pose for the human future.
The Clyde Dialogues: Luna Delenda Est
We’re finally doing it, Clyde! We’re finally gonna destroy the Moon!
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The Clyde Dialogues: Fat of the Land
Claude, I do not understand how the records that human beings have set for obesity are possible within the limits of physics.
The Clyde Dialogues: Enter the Felt
It is time to confront one of the core questions that has plagued philosophers for centuries: which Muppet would triumph in a pit-fighting tournament?
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