Hell, where I am I just heard people talking about the Civil War was really about economics yesterday. (Well, yeah, technically, I tend to think, but it was about the economics of fuckers not being able to own people to do their work for them.)
Hell, where I am I just heard people talking about the Civil War was really about economics yesterday. (Well, yeah, technically, I tend to think, but it was about the economics of fuckers not being able to own people to do their work for them.)
It is a thing, sadly, coined by a good show with a bad person in it.
[snow]
[con]
[hatchet]
I applaud them, I really do, but fifty people isn’t a lot.
Maybe he’ll come back and smack the crap out of Donnie.
Let’s hope he doesn’t get the message confused and bomb children on the White House lawn.
Hey, look, when I was a kid my dad was a dangerous, manipulative prick and my mom was a nutjob who made life dangerous by the company she kept. I was surrounded by other miscellaneous people (heinous rednecks mostly) who made me incredibly embarrassed to be white. After having been told once by my grandmother (bless…
I mean yeah, he said he was gonna kill her and brandished a gun, but did he actually fire a weapon in front of the cops, where we could know she wasn’t making it up?
None of this is entirely new, really. Public housing has done this sort of thing for some time - guilt by association, even when the victim is trying very hard to disassociate themselves from the problem. And I’m fairly sure that even twenty years ago when there were all these sweet new DV laws to empower women, local…
Seriously! I mean, you know these chicks all have a smart mouth and are asking for it. /needless to say, s
It would be attention. He wouldn’t care as long as it was attention.
Yeah, they were some pretty big words, in sentences even.
I was randomly wondering this week of the whole Harriet Tubman $20 bill thing is ever gonna happen now... maybe this is his answer.
No, that’s his very discreet dry cleaner. They also get out those - stains - from all his times rubbing up against women and assuming they’re okay with it.
Sometimes the hardest thing is understanding them, and still not understanding them.
Yeah, I do that. *sigh* This is what it’s like to be in my head. Ignorance really does look good sometimes.
Hey, we gave that other guy all that rope and he still hasn’t managed. :(
My condolences. Must have thought Muslims were the new Jews, so it was cool. :(
Because, you silly person, compassion is for losers, and only Winners get to run things. We do not value kindness, or giving, or humility. We value avarice and ruthlessness. A real Winner would have laughed and maybe mimicked her while she suffered, and then gone off to the golf course to tell his rich friends about…