“Jones is a puppet.” “Moore will always vote with us.” Cognitive dissonance at its absolute apex.
“Jones is a puppet.” “Moore will always vote with us.” Cognitive dissonance at its absolute apex.
And he’ll be paid more. Because, patriarchy.
*applauds*
So what you are saying is they Don’t Speak?
This is far worse than a standard “I have an x friend” excuse. “One of our attorneys is a Jew” is like if she had defended against charges of racism by saying “one of our maids is a black.” Referring to people as “a Jew” rather than “Jewish” is a favorite of anti-Semites, and later is one of the most steretypical…
I hadn’t heard that they were antisemitic (but I mean, I guess I kind of presumed it), but now hearing this, as a Jew, I know for sure that they are.
Roy Moore doesn’t want to be fed... He wants to hunt!
If you judge someone who breastfeeds a 2 year old, then I’m judging you.
Comparing breast feeding to taking a shit tells me everything I need to know about you.
The World Health Organization says to nurse till AT LEAST TWO. Repeating because you’re an idiot with gross issues, AT LEAST TWO.
One does not have the legal right to be ‘squeamish’ about breast feeding. A woman has the right to breast feed wherever. And the ‘squamish’ can F off. Breasts are not sexual objects.
“My dad gave me a pink gun so, there’s a lot there.”
someone was ranting to me about how so many famous men are trash now and i was like “no, dude, they’ve ALWAYS been trash, but this is The Reckoning and it is amazing and I am loving every second of these myriad downfalls.”
I’m with you on some of this. A male friend recently said something along the lines of “this is too much. They can’t all be true.” And I said “sure they can. Literally every woman you know has experienced some level of harassment.”
2% are false.
Plug in your phone! You’re making me very nervous!
Asking your colleague if you can masturbate in front of her isn’t “expressing sexual interest”, it is abuse. Fuck off with your verbose bullshit, you know exactly what’s going on here.
Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned, our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain. Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain, and he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain.
Meanwhile, many of them probably believe in the eruv line and have ovens designed to automatically start cooking on the Sabbath. When a people lives their lives by convenient legal fictions, its not that far of a jump.
I hate cooking segments on shows or any cooking show with an audience. They go apeshit over the dumbest things.