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IDK I’m just tryna go w/ the program & embrace likelihood of the darkest timeline. Hope for the best, expect the worst ...

Trump Riviera Havana Hotel & Casino, confirmed.

FWIW I’m well aware -- in crisp, clear hindsight -- of what a stilted, awkward missapropriation of shade that was. I gave in to the thirst, & I’ll regret it forever & ever.

It’s cool. I’m with you almost 100%. I hope it came through, in the little anecdotal reply I left, that I’m trying to be a bit more fine grained than ‘don’t fight hate w/hate.’ I think we’ve both staked out our ground, here, & I’m glad to have had the exchange. I’d leave it at that, but! ... since I’m trying to do

What do we think — did Pence decide to catch Hamilton just b/c he’s spending time in Manhattan, & his teenaged daughter wanted to see the show? Or was the whole thing a prize piece of theater courtesy of Maestro Bannon? So much smoke, & so many mirrors. The whole episode’s gone & done me a big confuse ...

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When Leo Cohen passed last Thursday, the timing was staggering. In the face of nightmarish news he’d seen coming for decades, the old prophetic soul gave up the ghost & called it a day. The profile in the New Yorker, published only two weeks beforehand, was salt on the wound for all of us who’d read it, since we were

What’s hilarious, here, is that I was tuckered out after a slog of a nightshift when I jumped in on the thread, so I wound up failing the math test & doubling the number of women who voted for DJT. Let’s call it 27,000,000 & leave it that!

I can’t get a read on this website. It’s part righteous, indispensible Feminism 2.0 rag, part thinking-woman’s-Cosmopolitan, part ideological echo-chamber for the unreconstructably outraged, part experimental sandbox for the best of the new new journalism, part trifling, lurid tabloid magazine & 💯% a vital, fraught,

Joke’s on us: the whole episode was a prize piece of political theater, probz orchestrated by DJT himself w/ a big assist from puppetmaster Bannon. Pence @ Hamilton was sure to set off a news cycle’s worth of outrage, take & countertake, which was more than enough to drown out coverage of the Trump U settlement. We’re

... 54,000,000 women voted for Donald J. Trump ...

Missed opportunities ... if we were going full Boston w/ this one, it’d be called “Four Days In April.”

“I’m on the side that’s always lost
Against the side of Heaven
I’m on the side of snake eyes tossed
Against the side of seven.
And I’ve read the Bill of Human Rights
And some of it was true
But there wasn’t any burden left
So I’m laying it on you.”

Isn’t a presidential ballot the least effective means to support a third party? I get that it’s a meaningful gesture, but there are so many poor ignorant souls out there who think there’s going to be a breakthrough, in four or eight years, into televised debates & then on into actual power. It’s an illusion that could

Hamilton would beat me in a streetfight, hands down, but c’mon! A little restraint, now & then, would help to keep his powder dry, & his credit as a voice for the righteous in much better shape.

O, man. The longer this election went on, the more I came to see social media as a real, troubling problem. Back in 2K12, I thought that irrational skepticism toward the establishment press & blinkered trust in ‘alternative’ outlets were the special preserve of the nutjob wing of the GOP, & not something I’d ever see

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If you appreciate the Boss from a distance, for the career & the conscience & the hardearned reputation , but you’re the sort that likes their music a little more on the pretty side, there’s a tremendous wealth of gorgeous covers out there that do brilliant justice to the body of work. Found this cover of “Long Walk

@ 3:04 — Did J.R bring his baby girl up so she could meet Hillary? Did Hillary snub that poor little girl in front of 1,000 people, giving us another fleeting glimpse of her cold, reptile heart? Is LeBron James appeasing the karmic god-who-still-hates-Ohio with a series of botched offseason assists? I’m terrible w/

Last time I saw that kid, he was out on the bar strip in our hometown. “What’s your night all about?” I sez. “I’m teaching my friend how to talk to girls,” he sez. 

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I’m still in thrall to the Lord of North America.