this is the first time i've seen the orange werewolf. it's better than the gaseous orange baby with safety pins that could both pop his own ass and run you through. but pampers don't have safety pins. it's him. we have to pamper him, for this arrested infant, born provoked, may destroy the falling world. he's all of these things, the baby monster of disaster capitalism, the gaseous blowhard the face of evil on the g-8 g-20 kinder gentler new world order whatever bottomless scheme you dread in your continuing daymares, each day a new chapter in the unfolding global metastasis.