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That's arguably worse.

You have to remember that almost no word in politics actually succumbs to its dictionary definition. It's all markers and codes. You can be counted a fiscal conservative by tightening up the budget of things conservatives don't like, such as education and welfare, where they always assume there's copious waste,

It's an essentially immaterial difference, imo. In order to vote for Trump in spite of his racist rhetoric, you have to either not believe the minorities in your life telling you what this country's like, not have any in your life and not believe the news accounts, or not care about them. All three of which are,

Yeah—DFW is a blue bubble in Texas, and then there are smaller red bubbles in the blue bubble. Denton, where I live, is kind of the reverse—largely blue college town in a blood red county. I think that's on account of horse farmers.

Those are two different questions, IMO, which ends up being very bad. Can he be the reluctant Hitler people are making him? Maybe, maybe not. I don't know how much he'll actually attack groups of people.

I've only gotten in one listen to this, but it's a total ass-kicker. Confused by the B- though—this sounds like an A review.

Pretty sure all of them are really mad about it at all times.

Saw that last night. It's a very important day-ruiner.

This shitcake of a year really did not need more icing.

FUCK! Just fucking. . .thanks for kicking us when we're down, 2016.

I could go for a wild card scenario in which, led by Gingrich, the entire Trump administration is spent trying to build a moonbase.

So, about Trump and his supporters' ability to tell Mexico from Ecuador. . .

Damn it, now I have to double back on my own snark! I really do just use it for cooking these days, but it's like the national beer of Burning Man, so it always gives me fond memories.

I don't trust such an obvious shill for the cider/hallucinogens industry.

I can't believe the Tecate* I was planning to pick up after work may become a collector's item.

I understand the sentiment, but emotion's not a choice. Three days ago I was trying to decide whether to see Electric Citizen (frontwoman looks like a great performer) or Wo Fat (I like their record from this year better, Friday instead of Wednesday, in a theater where they're going to show Reanimator before the gig,

Daughterfucker. His mom was always too old for him to consider attractive.

But doesn't it go against his promise to cut loose moochers who accomplish nothing and won't get a real job?

The straw that I will now grasp at is: he could've said "yes."

An excellent point that I am weighing against the orgasmic pleasure of watching Trump go to jail, not that I can influence the outcome either way.