Oh God, my alma mater, what the hell is happening? Oh yeah, that’s right, we’re stepping on our own cranks after an above-average season. It’s like clockwork, I swear. Where’s Bane when you need him?

North Country Brewing in Slippery Rock?

I blame those permissive Canadian next door.

Yeah, the WW1 stuff was amazing. It was the Victorian-era meets 20th Century economies of scale in an abattoir. Compelling, but gruesome.

I’m just gonna leave this here: https://thehistoryofbyzantium.com/

Tides of History is new and is rapidly becoming a favorite and The History of Byzantium is a more than worthy successor to The History of Rome.

Dear Detective Grammas: Fuck you and your bullshit.

One of my best friends is a public defender and says the police lie frequently and do so with relative impunity because we as a society are conditioned to trust them. This letter smells of that rank bullshit. I pray that footage emerges to back Michael Bennett’s side of the story. I also pray that the ACLU gets…

Luckily Troegs and a number of other microbreweries exist in this state, so we have alternatives.

“Yet, if you have the gall to point any of this out, Yinzers come at you with a derangement normally confined to residents of State College.”

Haha, good ol’ Sejanus!

And Lenny Bruce is not afraid!

How to help: 1. Send money, not things. 2. Send money, not things. 3. Send money, not things.

No, no, it is. I know my people.

“She’s just one of many, dude. She got to get on the space shuttle,” Dykstra said.

Us white folks love us a good Messiah Complex. If you doubt, look at Woodrow Wilson’s framing our entry into World War I as a quest to make “The world safe for democracy.” Dying for the sins of another, yeah, that’s what gets us going, reality be damned. So, yeah, we got imagination.

Ray Lewis saved your sorry ass from further scorn, Dougie. Rememeber that.

Damn you.

As a loyal Pitt alum, I gotta go with Marino. Shit, I guess I’m a Company Man after all.

Gottlieb has done Fox’s bidding, like a good drone. He’s dog-whistling the tune the higher-ups called for him.