I remember reading a book as a kid, I can't remember if it was this or maybe inspired by this, but adapted for kids (iirc the art style was more cartoony and comedic) where archeologists unearth a motel called the Toot and C'mon.
Edit: after a bit of searching I think it was this book. Unlocked some memories I didn't realize I had.
Elon Musk just threw up a sieg heil and the crowd cheered. I am entirely out of hope. I'm glad some people can find solace in hoping for a better tomorrow, but I am not one of those people.
My fellow Earthicans, we enjoy so much freedom it's almost sickening. We're free to choose which hand our sex-monitoring chip is implanted in. And if we don't want to pay our taxes, why, we're free to spend a weekend with the Pain Monster.
a political crisis that has ... damaged its international reputation
I mean... I guess? In today's climate of openly supporting genocide and disinformation, it feels a bit like being embarrassed you spit your drink on your suit at a party while there's someone taking a shit in the punch bowl.
Right, because only America will be affected by all this, just like how only Germany was affected by the Holocaust.
Which reminds me, the worst thing about that Hitler fellow is how I have to keep hearing about him.