I’ve made donations to PP in the names of several conservative politicians. John Boehner’s office actually called me, confused, the first time I did it to him. It was pretty awesome.

“You poors can huff your gasoline and suck on whipped cream canisters”

No surprise here, old rich people love popping that bubbly champagne!

“Raise your hands if you’ve ever personally felt victimized by Mike Huckabee.”

I just can’t wait for a religious freedom law passes and these guys have to fumble when the first doctor comes forward saying that providing abortions is a part of his sincerely held religious belief so the government can’t stop him from doing so.

congrats, huck.

No, they’re derogatory. And in the South, derogatory things ARE said casually. Sometimes there’s a beverage involved such ask, “You know Charlotte, she’s a two-bit whore, would anyone like some lemonade?”

A - Animals are worthy of protection too. Torturing them is barbaric, ask your son about that.

Nah. The most offensive slur to white people is 'racist.' If you call them that, they seethe with rage and denial

That reporter is a goddamn professional. I would have lost it.

its about this subset of powerless white men believing they are entitled to power, and that they need to do anything to get it (speaking specifically about mass shootings here, not inner-city gun issues which is really a completely different problem)

I’m so sick of anger, hatred, bigotry, entitlement being called “mental illness!” It’s insulting as shit to people who have genuine mental illnesses and the people who are killed by these assholes!

And for the love of god, did he have marijuana in his system? Because that is another completely relevant factor in situations like this.

To quote Deray McKesson: watch whiteness work.

Cops say he has “minor criminal offenses” on his record

where’d he pee and poop?

i’m in boston, ma, bb!! sorry!

I really liked the film. It’s imaginative, creative, feminist, and Bel Powley rocks. Yes, the ‘affair’ sounds predatory, but in this case, it’s all about the context (San Francisco, 1975, hippie mother who gives her daughter her first weed and alcohol and is emotionally unavailable to her). And it’s a journey Winnie…

I am the mother of a child with Aspergers. Though he’s quite chill and polite now, he alternated between an angel and a fucking monster from the time he was born until he was four. Lest you think I’m exaggerating, he exasperated pretty much anyone who had to deal with him during one of his meltdowns.