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July 31, 2011
"And right now, there's no contest for the hardest reality on the Internet..."
thinks he's mainlining reality every day with his daily dose of the Times, his CNN, his Harvard education, maybe if he's a little bit edgy his Reason or Instapundit or, God forbid, Overcoming Bias. He's even smoked marijuana a few times! He's totally plugged in! The poor fscker. He'll always be a muggle. There's something going on here, Mr. Jones. And you don't know what it is - do you, Mr. Jones?
"You get your heroin at Silk Road (if it still exists, or ever did - alas, I'm simply too old to be a junkie junkie). And you get your reality at Second City Cop, which is to the New York Times as heroin is to fscking Advil.
Click on that link. It's primo, of course. It's nothing out of the ordinary. SCC serves up shit this good two or three times a month. You're getting your heroin straight from a fscking cop. How much purer can it get? And good as the posts are - the comments are even better. They're pretty much all cops, too. Some of them aren't literate. But others are. -- Unqualified Reservations: Dispatches from the real America: Second City Cop
Posted by Vanderleun at July 31, 2011 12:17 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.