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There are a couple of issues at play here.

I think it will too. I don’t believe this will hurt Joe Biden in any way with people who were even remotely likely to vote for him in the first place. If you’re a NRA voter, you’re voting for Trump. You’re not considering Biden or Sanders or any of the other Democratic candidates. What it does do, is appeal to

I can't help it--I find it endearing, and think it will end up energizing the base (?)

Everyone, remember, no matter what, we need to vote out 45 in November. Hold your nose if you have to, but do not allow your personal feelings to get in the way. Vote for the Democratic nominee on the ballot or you will responsible for 45 getting another term to further destroy our democracy--and that is not hyperbole.

If I know my upper Midwest folk, and I do, that daughter will likely be pregnant at 16 because she’ll be too scared of Mommy Dearest to get BC AND believes you can’t get pregnant your first time because real sex education is prohibited. 

Hello, college educated white woman here. I don’t like Bernie Sanders, never have. Why? Because he’s a democratic socialist and I am not. In fact, neither is the national party. So, we can call everyone who isn’t a Burner racists and elitists but the only one throwing out names at people are the Bernie Bros.

I can only offer my own thoughts on this I’m a white, college educated woman living in NH. I voted for Klobuchar.

my takeaway was definitely different.

I too am a Catholic school survivor, although at the parochial high school I attended, it was the lay teachers who did the molesting (at least those are the ones we heard about, anyway). That’s not including student-on-student sexual harassment that I among many other had to endure. Once, about two years ago, they

By the way, I’m a pro choice, cafeteria Catholic and the only people I directly contact on my twitter account are the anti-choice “Christians/Catholics” to point out their hypocrisy.  I know it a futile gesture but it makes me feel better.

I went to Catholic school and when the allegations became public, I was in high school and our Bible study class asked the priest in charge what he thought about said allegations and he said and I quote: “I’ll have to take the side of the diocese.” We were struck silent and that’s an accomplishment. He couldn’t even

I disagree - I think it’s been clear for years that Harry wanted out of the royal circus. His problem was, he never had a reason good enough to leave.

Not a good one.

As a Gen Xer from a super sexist household, these books appealed to me for all the wrong reasons. When my sister and I were “well-behaved” and did what our parents wanted, we didn’t really get any other attention. Our submissiveness was our value.

This this this. I met lots of kids when I worked in the library who could find books that looked interesting to them, but they had to pick from their school's Accelerated Reader list (like a computerized quiz they earn points for). The lists were lengthy but outdated. You could practically see the joy of reading

I was able to read before I started school. According to my parents my teachers in Reception tried to slow me down to the level of the other kids in class because I was too far ahead.

I have been reliably informed by my cats that the correct way to feed them is “Constantly”

My grandmother adopted a cat that had been raised by two other senior ladies and surrendered when they went into care homes. This cat would not eat out of anything except a crystal bowl. Eccentric af.

With my cat, it was like having a new roommate move in. Casual ‘sup’s in the kitchen, the occasional argument about late night noise and mess in the bathroom. His room (yes, he has a room) is a bit iffy at times, and he’s a complete slut whenever my boyfriend comes over - always fun, having a cat decide to do yoga and

Or you could get an orange tabby. There is debate about this, but orange tabbies seem to be friendlier and more open to people. Mine definitely is. And there is one who lives near me who comes running up to greet me whenever I see him on the street.