Back When I Was Poor

WHICH IS TO SAY I’m not now, which might be debatable… Back when I was poor, we used to drink a coffee substitute called Pero, which was a European affectation with roots back in wartime shortages and black markets and all that. It was made of roasted (read: burnt) bread crumbs and what-not, and is referred to worldwide as ersatz coffee.

Fake coffee.

First it was astroturf, now it’s ersatz kaffeeklatschen.

And neither the politicians nor their myrmidons get the fundamental … issue … with mendacious attempts to gen up a false appearance of support for their positions.

Prolly think they’re being clever.

Probably do.

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