That Fendi Monster bag is adorable, I don’t follow “trends” or high end anything but I need that in my life now.
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I can almost guarantee that the people will just say “He tried but the democrats/establishment republicans stopped him from getting it done!”
No, they’ll never stop for a moment of introspection. They’re immune to facts, and any analysis aimed at them is nothing more than pseudointellectual elite babble.
No, they’ll continue to applaud.
I know, right? White Privilege has now gotten to the point that whiteness itself is choking the life out of non-privileged, brown communities. This is as true in health care as it is in housing. Detroit, Chicago, Newark... There is quite literally a genocide going on right under our noses. Can we finally do…
I could wait for some pretentious, out of touch white guy to “disrupt” this problem by making housing more affordable and accessible for all socioeconomic classes, but then I remembered the “disrupt” culture only fixes problems that either don’t exist or benefit pretentious, out of touch white guys.
They really need younger faces up there. Sure it’s nice to see the octogenarians still out there, but the left needs to move younger dynamic faces and voices to the front - and I say this as an older person. It’s about the audience.
A lot of people are totally clueless about it and think you just need to bootstrap yourself.
Yeah, what Rose said there struck me as a little condescending.
ROSE: I don’t understand addiction.
A shame, as Carrie was finally emerging on that wonderful I-no-longer-give-a-fuck-about-what-the-industry-says part of her speaking and writing life.
It is one of things I love so much about the first movie. She subverts the whole damsel in distress trope. She’s like, “Alright, you’re here to rescue me. So now what, you dopes?”
And she was only 19 at the time.
Yeah. Like I’m literally sick to my stomach and think I’m actually going to throw up. I want to go home. :(
Trying to figure out how much of the rest of my work day I can spend in the bathroom holding back tears. I did manage an impromptu desk memorial with some stolen Christmas flowers.
I am so emotionally drained you guys.
We really didn’t. I’m so sad.
Buying overpriced crap to impress your “friends”, via a carefully curated social media presence, far as I can tell.