It’s a terrible reminder of just how foolish and self-destructive our collective decision to elect Trump was. No matter who we elect in 2020, I don’t think we’ll see the prestige and respectability of the office or of our nation restored for a long, long time. This is a stain that won’t wash off easily.

No mention of the crowd size?

I watched the videos and kept waiting for Obama to talk about how big his electoral college win was, how bad his opponents were, and how big the crowd was to see him.

I would watch the shit out of this.

Why oh whyyyyyy did I watch those!!! I guess I enjoy torturing myself. Obamas, I miss you sooooooooooooooooooooooo much!!!!!! To think we once had a president who didn’t make everything about himself. Who loved kids and was empathetic and inspiring and encouraging. The differences between this man and our current…

This. This is the stuff that a real leader does. Calls on us to be better, to look to the future, to tackle the problems no matter how difficult. To strive to make an imperfect world less so.

“Kelly was spotted aiming a pistol at his head and muttering, ‘No. Not yet.’”

They literally only care about themselves. They want the title and the prestige and the lobbying money that comes with being a member of Congress. They never cared about helping the country.

“OK, great gowns, beautiful gowns.”

Sometime in the future when Osteen is dead he’ll be standinat the pearly gates and St. Peter is on the other side going:

God told on us.

Please remember that only 26% of the country voted for Trump. Still way too much to allow for untroubled sleep, but it isn’t half by a long shot. Our problem is that we have an antiquated anti-democratic system called the Electoral College which allows for the possibility that someone who receives 26% of the popular…

This is pure insanity.

I guess it was bound to happen eventually. 22 years is amazing though.

What I like most about “Despacito” is that it added to an ongoing joke thing with my 9-year old. It’s about Greedo wearing a tuxedo eating a burrito, getting bit by a mosquito while he’s saying “Not me though” and shopping for a Speedo and listening to “Despacito” on vacation in Puerto Rico and so on. The joke is to…

Oh hell no.

Spicy mayo indeed!

Team Post Office.

OK. We’re supposed to be intrigued by “what’s in the box?”

She’s so fucking tedious.