Which totally sucks, because, like a lot of places in this huge country, it has some real spots of beauty, but then it goes and elects this real spot of ugly.
Which totally sucks, because, like a lot of places in this huge country, it has some real spots of beauty, but then it goes and elects this real spot of ugly.
I mean our last one didn’t, but that didn’t matter. We’re not living in the age of John Sununu and the empty limo ride to NYC for a stamp fair anymore. The electorate doesn’t care.
yeah it’s super rough right now, especially for those of us who have had trauma before. And we are all on edge and we are all feeling each other pretty much globally.
This is a reminder to everyone reading this that you do not have to have been in Washington to be traumatized by the events that happened in January.
I’m a former journalist and among the beats that I covered was local and state politics. Anytime I interviewed a candidate who campaigned on—or even just mentioned in their bio or on their website—military service, I asked them to provide a copy of their DD-214. It’s a certificate of discharge that lists reason for…
In the spirit of not inculcating children with adult concepts which may or may not be at all valid I think we should start with churches and other religious/cult groups and the brainwashing about our lord and saviour and other related bullshit about an eye in the sky (or eyes). This stuff is drummed into little brains…
Eh, Hitler was fine with Göring being an obese junkie, so maybe he’d have tolerated Cawthorn . . . if Cawthorn had, you know, any military expertise or political savvy. Honestly, right now, the only line standing between Cawthorn and total irrelevancy is his jawline.
I’m so glad you posted this. I’ve been—weird since Wednesday evening. Like I don’t know how to act. I can’t sit still but I have nowhere to go. I have work to do but I just surf the ‘net. I’m so glad we have a new president but all I can do is bitch about the old one. I hope I can walk it off this weekend, because I…
So this is the paralympic version of a kid who bought wish.com pointe shoes and thinks they’re going to be a pro ballerina.
Also, if you run a sub 3hr marathon you don't say "2hr 50 something", you know the exact minute and second you crossed the finish line.
My hunting buddy and I had a similar reaction a few months ago when Madison McTwits posted a photo of himself all 2nd Amendment cos-played up, calling himself a hunter and outdoorsman.
Also if the shot is offered its because there is only two options left. One in somebodies, anybodies, arm or two in the garbage. It being in 20 year old track and field star with a VO2 max of 100 is still better than it being in the trash.
I think it’s an understandable reaction to have until you think about it for a minute. If we operate under the assumption that it prevents infection and transmission (and I’m sorry but it’s still wild to me that we don’t know either way), every shot administered shuts down another transmission vector.
To be fair, Steve Bannon always looks like that. He looks like he told his barber to cut his hair like Rip Torn’s mugshot. I can’t understand how this guy has a yacht but he always looks like he just woke up from a 3 hour nap in his Buick with the garage door shut. He looks like he leaves dandruff wherever he sits.
Like, who would possibly make such a bonkers claim about getting into the Olympics?
They only bought the greatest hits album.
A picture of what you shouldn’t bring to a work meeting.
Rand’s old neighbor methodically chops firewood outside a remote log cabin. The sun sets over the Rocky Mountains behind him.
This is the last bitch that should ever square up on anyone. Boy got his ass handed to him by his 60 year old neighbor. If someone called his momma a ho, he better just apologize for her being a ho and walk away lest geriatric hands send him back to the ER.
Name one time you have ever been the victim of systemic racism. Please, indulge us with your copious white tears about how difficult it is to be a white man in America. I’m sure your struggles are downright Sisyphean, such as the time you were denied being wished Merry Christmas at a retail store.