I don’t not disagree.
I don’t not disagree.
Oh, I would think they have million$ of regrets…
We are rapidly reaching critical mass here, where showcasing women who haven’t been sexually assaulted by Prince Puddin’ is newsworthy.
I have an odd sense of memory. It’s amorphous, defying shape. In some places, it’s smooth and unremarkable. In others, it’s jagged and dangerous in ways I don’t see until I’ve run my fingers over it, accidentally drawing blood. Then, when I bleed, I reflexively lick my wound, tasting the memory that lives in my body’s…
Way back when, when dinosaurs ruled the earth, Chris Farley was an aspiring comic actor. He used to take classes at a cabaret/performance space called CrossCurrents, in Chicago. There he came under the tutelage of a local improv guru, Del Close. (Del was one of the founding fathers of improvisation in Chicago; he had…
Junior Seau’s accomplishments as a football player pale next to his accomplishments as a person:
Cosby, 2.Oh!
So what if Smarm and Smug had a child, what would it look like?
Boom!
Yeah, hundreds of billions to wage war around the globe is no biggie, but god help the society that actively spends a relative pittance to educate, inform, and empower women’s it relates to their reproductive rights.
I don’t know that I have ever heard a person speak that I thought I was hearing the same voice they do inside then own heads when they talk.
Look, you want to be a Hillary apologist, have at it.
I am wrong. The ex-Monsanto lobbyist is advising her super-Pac. Thank you for pointing out my error. Here’s a link to what I should have been referring to.
This example is but one of Ms. Clinton’s epic manifestations of a level of tone-deafness that I am hoping sinks her campaign. A campaign manager who is a former Monsanto lobbyist? A failure to weigh in on key issues like the TPP in a timely fashion, all do nothing to dispel the image of a person so desperate to move…
How about this: Aspiring to get someone into the White House who is qualified to be there, while not being owned by some oligarch, regardless of race or gender. Does that appeal?
Two words: Bernie Sanders.
I know it’s just me, but communicating via Twitter on any topic of substance is Technology’s ultimate practical joke on the human race.
Why am I not the least bit surprised that a woman who’s achieved the apex/nadir of modern-day life as a “reality TV star” (just typing those words hurts) frames her mother’s death in terms of her own life, with nary a mention of the deceased?
He’s a lawyer; the word “lawyer” rarely appears in the same sentence as the phrase “stand-up guy”, unless said “stand-up guy” injured someone while standing up.
What’s frightening about this sorry excuse for a human being is that when I heard him interviewed on NPR last week, his tone was picture-perfect soft spoken, southern gentleman. It didn’t betray any of the bias and ignorance on which his beliefs are based. An sadly, that is what people will miss: they hear the voice…