There are three things no one wants to hear about, no matter how politely they may listen:
There are three things no one wants to hear about, no matter how politely they may listen:
I want to save your reply to use again and again on hateful trolls like that person. I think you have them pegged. Thank you.
For fuck’s sake, who on earth got this out of the grays?
Not the place for #notallwhitepeople. I heard a young BLM organizer say it so succinctly just last Monday: “If this were happening to any other group of people it would be considered an epidemic. And something would be done to stop it.”
Hey commentariat - please, for the love of everything good, please resist the temptation to argue with the stray hateful assholes trying to shit up this post, okay? I’m sure their stupid attempts at cruelty come from some bottomless hole in their own selves that they can’t manage to fill - but all the same, please,…
Yeah, my Mom is a Holocaust survivor and it took me a very long time to get past it. My shrink essentially gave me that same advice and helped me overcome my guilt.
For many years I felt I wore the costume of a together person. I was hiding, very close to the surface, an extremely traumatized person. Everyone seemed happier than me and existed in a state of ease. I felt I was lurking in their world—white, middle class, educated, a sense of ease about it all. And I felt my mask…
To paraphrase the Holocaust “survivor” Eli Weisel, author of the iconic memoir “Night,” in his response to a woman who expressed her guilt at feeling sad and depressed over trivial things, as her suffering could never match Weisel’s, he essentially told her this...”we all have our own pain, which fills us to the brim.…
A fat joke. How truly novel
Signed Nichard Namirez
Just like half a century ago, we will drag these people into progress kicking and screaming if we have to. We don’t negotiate with terrorists or temper tantrums.
Looks like God’s created an effective way of getting Adam’s payment over to Steve.
I am just about ready for us to retire cancer as a metaphor.
Cool, that’s about all I care to know. Thanks!
“Jo Hannah and Susanah’s air suspension failed seven days into the race.”
The system’s this rotten - and her worries are about the *contracts*?!
Stealing this photo!
This goes into the column of stuff I didn't ever want to know.
As a mediocre, middle-aged, white male who cannot sing or dance but was very funny in high school plays, I am glad that society FINALLY allows me a chance at Broadway stardom!