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You're not listening. I was too subtle last time, I see. I'll be direct.
Look: It sucks, it stops. That's supposed to be a law of nature. You are spitting upon nature itself.
People get angry when they look at it, and their adrenaline increases, and they breathe harder. And that makes more carbon dioxide. You, Salon, are contributing to global warming. For shame.
But no, you laugh and think, well, a pageview's a pageview, even to look at an ugly freak. Like this strip that keeps murmuring imperceptibly, "I don't...know...what...I'm doing. Please...kill me..." But alas, no editor listens to it.
Will your crimes against Mother Earth and we pitiful things crawling upon it, looking for a laugh and finding only this pain, ever stop, o Salon?
Just stop. It's easy.
This strip...I mean...It's, it's like sea urchins being scraped across my eyes every timer I look at it, except that those would make more interesting designs.
Please.
Just.
Make.
The.
Bad.
Strip.
Stop.
For the love of this, our planet.
