PoopyPoo's definitions
Chemical formula HCl. A substance without which you'd die (for not being able to digest food) but which, if consumed, would probably kill you.
by PoopyPoo June 3, 2005

A war in which the attacked country poses no direct or imminent threat to the attacker. To be differentiated from preemptive war, in which the attacker is in clear danger of being attacked.
The US is an old hand at staging preventive wars. Through clever use of propaganda to infuse nationalism and support for its wars among the population it is able to attack and invade sovereign countries under the guise of "liberation" or "preemptive attack".
See also War with Iraq.
The US is an old hand at staging preventive wars. Through clever use of propaganda to infuse nationalism and support for its wars among the population it is able to attack and invade sovereign countries under the guise of "liberation" or "preemptive attack".
See also War with Iraq.
I'll go and punch a blind person in a wheelchair on the street and call it a preventive attack. He was clearly going for my wallet!
by PoopyPoo August 3, 2005

by PoopyPoo April 10, 2005

by PoopyPoo March 30, 2005

A man who, if in an utopistic parallel universe was elected as the president of the United States, would reduce the plight of people in his country as well as other countries a metric shitload more than any of his fellow candidates.
A: I don't know whether to vote for Bush or Kerry...
B: Don't be a shitmuncher and follow the polarization the mass media is feeding you. There is a third alternative. Vote for Nader.
B: Don't be a shitmuncher and follow the polarization the mass media is feeding you. There is a third alternative. Vote for Nader.
by PoopyPoo October 24, 2004

An oxymoron. A capitalist society cannot be anarchist, simply because wealth equals power. Whenever someone gets rich, he gains power over others, thus effectively nullifying all principles anarchism is predicated upon.
Proponents of anarcho-capitalism and other right-wing libertarians only want the state off their backs so they can exploit the workers even more.
by PoopyPoo September 25, 2005

This fucking country's lost its grip
Subconscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip
The legal system has no spine
It's corroding from inside
Slap your hand you'll do no time
Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentality under sedation
Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me
Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore
Invitation to the game
Guns and blades and media fame
Every day more of the same
Murder, mayhem, anarchy
Now are all done legally
Mastermind your killing spree
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping with judicial flaws
Watching a fading nation crawl
Clashing with the public's frame
I'm the one that's place in fame
Legislature sets the stage
Social slaves caught in my rage
Administrative anarchy
There's nothing you can do to me
The world around you drifting to a
Continental tomb you see
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression
And its everlasting reign
Subconscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip
The legal system has no spine
It's corroding from inside
Slap your hand you'll do no time
Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentality under sedation
Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me
Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore
Invitation to the game
Guns and blades and media fame
Every day more of the same
Murder, mayhem, anarchy
Now are all done legally
Mastermind your killing spree
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping with judicial flaws
Watching a fading nation crawl
Clashing with the public's frame
I'm the one that's place in fame
Legislature sets the stage
Social slaves caught in my rage
Administrative anarchy
There's nothing you can do to me
The world around you drifting to a
Continental tomb you see
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression
And its everlasting reign
by PoopyPoo May 14, 2005
