One thing that makes me really, really sad is that I won’t live to be as old as Methuselah, who—-the Bible tells me—-lived to be 969: because that’s about how long it’s going to take to fix the stinking, corrosive, rotten, grotesque, corrupt, polarized, hateful, miserable hash the fucking Republicans have made of our…

I’m assuming this vile girl—-nicknamed, I believe, “Breezy”—-loses her scholarship? at the very least? right away?

All part of the same nasty, self-important little North Shore coterie. Cusack is probably safe because he’s just a mean, narcissistic jerk, but not, so far as I know, a sexually abusive one as well. Piven is the sort of guy who’d be abusive because he thinks it’s what you’re supposed to do when you’re a Star, and not…

Although I never did find out why, I experienced sleep paralysis a number of times in childhood, several times a year for five or six years, starting when I was about five. I have only experienced it three or four times in adulthood, and not at all for more than a decade.

I manage to live in a state of chronic pessimism that coexists with a chronic determination to fight on to the bitter end.

My hunch is that most aren’t worried at all. This is a wildfire that breaks out every ten or so years, looks for a while as though it’s going to burn everything to ash with a powerful cleansing flame, consumes a few men who have made some serious mistakes (or some powerful enemies), then blows out and is forgotten.

Carnival of Souls

The Republicans aren’t wearing their power well. Thanks to their dark money donors, they have bought up more than 30 states, the majorities in both houses of Congress, the presidency, much of the federal judiciary including—-in one of the more blatant and shameless dark money purchases of a Court seat in recent…

Everybody should take note of the disturbing piece linked above, about how the DNC is flailing even as the Democrats are raking in cash (and winning in generic polls).

Meanwhile, no matter what the season, remember to greet everyone you meet with a cheery “Happy Holidays!”

You’re right: and mad old Donald sort of gives away the game when he tweets attacks on the representative and, in particular, her political affiliation using the old McCarthyite formulation “Democrat Party” instead of the correct usage, Democratic Party.

I’m descended from some cranky Scots myself, including a dour Calvinist martyr—the Scots are fierce. No reason not to be ashamed of being white considering the sort of people who think it’s anything to be proud of.

They tend to go full on Limbaugh in this circumstance, and snap exasperatedly, “It was a joke. What don’t you people understand about ‘joke’? When I was a kid kids could still be kids just still kidding around because we didn’t have political correctness back then.”

This is fine, if we want to start referring to taxpayers’ roads, taxpayers’ schools, taxpayers’ clean and potable water systems, taxpayers’ safe skies, and taxpayers’ oil depletion allowances for fossil fuel billionaires. And so forth.

Oh geez, look who’s got a falafel stuck up his ass.

He’s not the only motherfucker. If he were the only motherfucker we could cope. He couldn’t last forever.We could wait out the son of a bitch. 

Worse than that, Scott intends to show “the left” that any public demonstration made on behalf of the values that Spencer and the Republicans have targeted for extinction——racial justice, equal rights for all, democracy itself——- will be treated as disruptive and dangerous, and will require a potentially violent…

Cold in July. Not a horror movie, but one of the scariest movies I’ve ever seen. Also, it has Sam Shepard.

You’re right, I think. Then too, each region of Italy had its own experience of the war.

Ah well. Fascists gonna fascist. Evidently the part of the Mooch’s Italian heritage that he reveres the most is the part that ended up dangling from a meat hook in a train station in Milan.