January 23, 2014 by mememine69
ALGORE is my shepherd; I shall not think.
He maketh me lie down in his snow laden pastures:
He leadeth me beside his still-freezing waters.
He selleth my soul for CO2.
He leadeth me in his path of his self-righteousness for his own sake.
And yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of reason,
I shall fear all logic for Gore art with me and thinking for me.
Thy Gore family oil fortune and thy 10,000 square ft. Gore mansion, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a movie in the presence of contradictory evidence.
Thou anointest mine head with nonsense, my mindless conformity runneth over.
Surely blind faith and hysteria shall follow me all the days of the rest of my life,
And I shall dwell in the house of ALGORE forever.