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Zimmerman is proud of it, and far worse, he’s got a fan base. Again, if he’d killed a white kid, he’d have no fans anywhere; even his mother would be saying, “George is a troubled soul and I hope he gets the help he needs”.

She was okay with Trump getting into office even though she knew he posed a threat to innumerable people (just not her). That’s pretty damn sociopathic.

Awesome! Why is it these guys cosplay as people the US went to war with and crushed?

I have occasionally tried to explain the Trayvon Martin situation to people by saying, “suppose it had been a white kid named Travis Martin ... can you even imagine George Zimmerman stalking him? Even if he did decide to stalk him, can you imagine anyone anywhere taking Zimmerman’s side?”

Even a one-night stand with a Kardashian would probably mean having to engage in conversation with her before, after, or (ulp!) during. Totally not worth it.

By the way, they just captured the Waffle House shooter; took him alive even though he was armed. (Guess what his skin tone was, go ahead, take your time.)

I lost my mom years ago, yeah. It’s never exactly easy, but most people get through it without losing their minds.

That works as a boastful lyric, but in real life, not so much.

“experiencing what EVERYONE eventually does”

... the funny thing about that, by the way, is that shit is landing on white people constantly because they put Republicans into power. Not as bad as what people of color experience, but still, plenty of shit, mostly economic. But they can’t even conceive of the possibility that they’re getting shat upon; it’s simply

Has he come to conclude he’s insulated from consequences like Susan Sarandon? I know that’s always a factor in white people supporting monsters in politics: deep down they’re confident that, no matter what happens, the shit isn’t going to land on them, so there is no downside to letting assholes into power.

“But is militarization of the country’s police forces really the price we want to pay for that safety?”

Dutch progressive rock. Mostly I posted it because Thijs van Leer (the singer) makes some great faces, and you never know what’s going to happen when the camera cuts back over to him. Yodeling? Whistling? Musical saw? An octopus with bagpipes? Whatever it is, you didn’t see it coming.

Remember when the greys showing up meant you’d be sucked up onto their space ship and get an anal probe? I miss those days.

Your dad may well be right about the 40s being the best, though at least this far into my 50s (second year) I’m pretty happy with how things are. Basically, I keep getting better at living, and actually I’m even getting healthier now that I figured out how to lose weight, so even in that regard I’m doing better than

Even Gowron wanted to be a rock star when he was young.

Don’t forget the other side of aging, though: you also get tons better at living. I think back to the issues that vexed me in my 20s, and with what I know now, I could slide through 90% of it like it was nothing. I’ve got a lot more inner calm because I am no longer my own worst enemy like I was (now other people are

“Also, if you actually believe one day of training will ever TRULY make a difference in folks who have had their whole lives to come up with their opinions, then I feel sorry for your mother, and George Parker and I have a bridge in Brooklyn, N.Y., we’d like to sell you.”

Or, for that matter, the courts could sentence the Joker to death rather than send him to the Your Own Recognizance wing of Arkham Asylum.