Next week, they’ll establish border inspection stations for new generators...

But that’s not important. They’re saving the planet - and if that means people die without power, that’s the cost they’re willing to pay while they sit in their air conditioned offices. (Which are cooled by electricity generated by unicorn farts, I guess.)

Look at it another way - any problem they say they’re going to attempt to ‘solve’ is not for YOUR sake, it’s to sound good so they can stay in power.

Screwing things up once, or twice - that’s understandable.

Jalopnik is about the only reason I even check the Gawker/Gizmodo constellation any more.  The rest...  Well, there's people that like it -so the lights stay on, but you've got to wonder if they've installed the cheapest LEDs they could find sometimes...

That there are!

*Sigh.* Of course they would do that.

...of course.

This is one of the things that ticked me off about Destiny 2. Thing’s beautiful, no doubt. But yeah, it’s turned into pay-for-play.

Kinda had that feeling. Hay’s NOT that heavy. If it was the same volume of bricks or concrete blocks, that’d be something. But hay?

Yeah, there’s a margin of error there that’s immense.

Darn big pockets, then!

It’s Gawker Media. Come for the headlines, stay for the clickbait.

Just a hint for travelling: When we were taking the Small&Crunchy to see the Grans for the first time on a plane, my lovely bride wanted to have him in a carseat.

Yeah - because THEIR interpretation’s the only important thing. Doesn’t matter whether it’s accurate or not, they’re outraged and you’d better be outraged also, because if you aren’t you’re just as bad as she is!

I agree. There isn’t ANYONE, celeb or commoner, who hasn’t - at one time or another - done something that’d piss off our ever more stringent arbiters of cultural purity.   

“It makes it difficult to know how much of the other stuff is BS just meant overwhelm readers with a pile-on.”

Yup. Kia Soul ! 2014 - got TPMS, but no individual tire readings. So when it turns cool in the fall - I’ll usually get a ‘tire low’ warning. Which one? No telling.  One dropped a half-pound or so, and that’s all it takes.

“Don’t define me by my trauma!” They insist, as they define themselves by their trauma.  

Sell it to some tribe.  Turn it into ‘native owned land’ and there ya go - a nice, shiny floaty rustbucket of a casino.  

Hey, consultants have to earn money SOMEHOW...