He wasn't elected, he was appointed.

I was given local for mine. I was pregnant at the time, though, so I wouldn't have been down for anything more than that.

Also, none of them are expressly designed for killing.

I left ten years ago with every intention of returning, but the news coming out of the US has changed my mind.

This was the most horrifying part for me too. It’s the part that convinced me that he clearly didn’t consent to anything. It also convinced me that she really believed her own fiction. Otherwise, I doubt she would’ve admitted to it.

In Trinidad and Tobago, they top it with ketchup and mustard.

Like this but, you know, a family of them.

You know there’s a whole spectrum between using black people as props and ignoring black people altogether, right?

Sounds kind of like the gamergate argument in favor of sexism in video games, doesn’t it?

Tells you everything you need to know, doesn’t it?

Precisely this. You shoot a video romanticizing a terrible time in African history in (two places in) Africa, subtract the black people and are shocked when people give you the side-eye? Really?

... Is this one story or two?

You’re absolutely right, but for the sake of your sanity, it’s probably best not to engage the straw man.

Well that’s how the song was spelled, but hey, do what feels good. 😉

Indeed. After about 3 meandering convos that always found their way to “So... You and the boyfriend still together?” I told him to lose my number.

Close; it’s bomb diggity.

Also a member of the bridge-burning club. The one ex with whom I initially stayed somewhat cordial made a habit of calling to see if my current bf and I are still together.

I’ll be ok, I just need a moment... And maybe a Buffy marathon... *teary sigh*

Wait, what?!?

That actually made me gag. My reflex still hasn’t settled down.