[...] and his—look, do we really have to list anything else?”

This is perfect and exactly what makes me so crazy. Every argument, every stance, the rethuglicans pretzelize into their paltering mouths.

“I don’t want private assurances from candidates.”

I can accept most public curtailing (of course I can because I am an adult), but I really miss going to the movies.

More points for consistency:

I want to know how these prepper race riots fuckos think they are going to run things when they can barely keep themselves in teeth. They show up at a statehouse with their guns ... and then what? Do they honestly think we are all just going to be like: Okay, you got us. Proceed.

I have a recording of a loud doorbell on my phone. “Oh, that’s my grocery delivery/plumber/lab tech home service. Gotta go! Bye!” Gets me out of zoom every time.

My money is on Susan Rice for VP and Kamala for AG. I would honestly prefer the reverse, but Kamala has gained a few detractors, particularly now since she was a cop.

My (ex) sister-in-law was this person, and well-meaning and lovely and she was exhausting.

One of my vendors had an unfortunate phrase meant to imply things were ‘good’. He’d tell us he’d get it done and then “we’ll all be shittin’ in high cotton.”

I see this, too. He’s too addicted to attention.

“But the difference is that there’s so many different layers to me, and when you’re only shown with one layer and you’re an onion, you can’t be cooked.”

Thanks for the link! I had searched before, but nothing ‘viable’ came up.

Her primal scream from being cut off from attention is today’s schadenfraude for The People’s Party of Face-Eating Leopards.

True! It will be interesting to see if any of the evidence the feds seized from Epstein’s various properties make the light of day with Billy Crow-Barr overseeing things. (His father, Barr Sr, had .... dealings with Epstein when he was inspired to write a very pedo-planet/island sci-fi).

Yes! How did he not learn about body language, as thee businezzman-super-brain-artfuldodger- of-the-dealiest-dealz? i.e. you don’t defensively cross your arms and pout because it looks hella childish.

As someone who took a few economics classes, it is safe to say he doesn’t even have the dimmest understanding of how trade tariffs work (i.e. the money is going to the treasury department), so that is a ‘Hell No’.

A funny comment at The Root pointed out that tRump brags more about this stupid test than Obama did about his Nobel.

There is a point in a baby’s development[...]

When I wanted to get an abortion, I had to have my ‘request’ vetted by a ‘medical’ board. It was a nun that felt my life would be improved if I had the child. ‘Thank gawd’ the doctors agreed with my appeal to finish my education before having children.