no it's a beloved children's film that was produced by the joint efforts of the pope, gandhi, nelson mandela, voltaire, jean-jaques rosseau, and the dalai lama
His first prank, executed when he was a tween, involved taking a piss in a neighbor’s kettle. Looking back on the incident as an adult, Rousseau wrote, “This memory still makes me laugh.” Did poor Madam Clot, whom Rousseau called “the grumpiest old woman I ever knew in my life,” consume Jean-Jacques’s piss? It’s unclear. But Rousseau clearly felt no remorse, no regret.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Lectures on Russian Literature
Rousseau did not become a better person.
He hid in dark alleyways and revealed his ass to women walking by. “What they saw was not the obscene thing, I never even thought of that, it was the ridiculous thing,” he wrote. The “obscene thing” was his penis, the “ridiculous thing,” his bare-ass. As a child, Rousseau was sometimes spanked by his 30-year-old caretaker, Mademoiselle de Lambercier. It gave him great delight. It sexually aroused him; throughout his life, he tried with all his might to relive the experience, hence the mooning. He loved to be spanked. He craved a powerful, punishing mother. (Rousseau’s own mother died weeks after his birth.) He would later have sex with a woman he obsessed over for many years: Rousseau called this lover “maman,” and he was “her little one.”
And then there was the time Rousseau abandoned a friend in the middle of the street after the friend had a seizure. “He was abandoned by the one friend on whom he ought to have been able to count,” wrote Rousseau. Did the friend die? Rousseau didn’t stick around to find out.
oh hey sweet
I need you to take this image
◊ but cover up that hideous blemish on it with this vastly superior one.
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You can leave the arms I guess but the head and torso need to go.
edited 29th Oct '15 11:02:41 PM by WonderSquid

i was expecting triumph of the will