I say we officially give them horse racing, NASCAR, and golf. Just them, forever and ever.

I’ve seen people try and fail harder to connect with The Youth, but it’s usually at a bar or a mandatory school event in the gym.

Oh, no, I’m specifically calling that either another of Trump’s strongman pals or our domestic forces engaged in some significant human rights violation that’s resulted in someone dying or disappearing. Not the usual Tuesday level of “Oh, they’re just doing white nationalist stuff” they can just deny video and written…

Nothing for “Damage control brainstorming session over inconvenient death or detainment?”

They’re not about to fight each other. You don’t fight people you’re cooperating with.

I hate these things. It is the fastest way to tell that a neighborhood is being gentrified, though.

There are a few instances I know of where artists came out, but I genuinely don’t remember whether the timeline was “Decline, then come out” or “Come out, then decline” in terms of airtime and sales.

I think Eric might be the son with some notion of his limits. He seems to know that he’s not going much further than he has right now, and he’s comfortable with just inheriting a bunch of money, keeping busy doing rich guy shit, and letting interest and capital growth carry him through.

Is it? History is replete with stories of the dipshit heirs of competent rulers and movers/shakers failing legendarily, quietly white-knuckling through with tons of advisors, or just falling through the cracks of time into obscurity. Having mentioned England, I’m sure you can go back through and recall a few of those…

I’m definitely going to go spend 2.5 hours watching that disappointing movie now so I can figure out how anti-gravity rock is affecting America.

I had the same thought, and that was why I was excited to see it. 

If you do that, you have created a different food item than what I’ve now decided to call “burger mulch.”

You’re not alone, either in being empathetic, or feeling lonely in that. 

“I’m for minor tweaks in select areas that don’t cost any money or carry any risk of failure, because I like things more or less how they are, and I think you should, too.”

I don’t know that it’s actually horrifying, but it really landed with me. So, I lived with a couple of friends who were a couple. She would occasionally cook dinner (for them). Then, one night I was invited to stay for dinner. Dinner was a dish whose name I forget, but whose ingredients have stuck with me for most of…

I’d be shocked if anyone would trust this guy with a weapon. No, better to drop him in some kind of office-supply logistics unit and just tell the sergeant to keep an eye on him, because he’s bound to try to re-interpret orders, and then fuck up whatever he actually does.

Not a lawyer, and not sure about New York state, but the federal law allows for private suits to collect stolen wages. Go to the legal clinic and see if they have referral or advice, but you can also search “Fair Labor Standards Act attorneys” and probably come up with some phone numbers.

She’s just excited for the anticipated purges and ethnic cleansings in that photo. 

Well, shit, we can’t keep ‘em here. Maybe we can set them up on a nice oil derrick somewhere, like that one micro-nation in the North Sea? They can all social Darwinism each other to their hearts’ content.

The punishment is that he’s miserable forever. He’s done. Not even going to get to stand in the sun and talk to anyone, because they’ll have to have him protected. Likely until he dies.