Fucking fuckers fucking little symbols eat equations and questionnaires and pedigrees while president Obama makes face catch a thousand swords knowing carnal little yodels, yodels, frantic little margarine telephones televisions and capitalized specimens.

The first sentence of a new Marvin K. Mooney piece. Which reminded me of the Marvin K. Mooney hub, which has been redesigned–kid poem, dragon, another video, and a countdown at the bottom.(?)