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Michael Moore might be kind of a lunatic, but this bit of his from his book Downsize This still makes me giggle:

I’m gonna be honest, I never liked that book. I haven’t read it since I was about fourteen, so maybe my experience would be different now - but my first and only reading made me think, “Wow, so black people are so incompetent that they need to be saved by the Great White Father? Screw you, Atticus.”

LIES. I think we all know that Vermin Supreme is the candidate of choice for our lord and savior.

My mother has a doll from her childhood (1940s) that she got from mailing in proof of purchase stuff for Aunt Jemima. It’s the little girl from this set:

Jesus Christ, thank you. I thought it was just me.

The picture made me sad because it reminded me that she and Danny DeVito split up. Then I looked it up, and I found out they reconciled in 2013! FAVORITE COUPLE FOREVER!

That’s silly.

I genuinely cannot wrap my head around just how much history this woman has seen. Like, I have older parents, and my mother still has her milk ration book from the tail end of WWII when she was an infant, and THAT’S fucking crazy to to me. But this woman has seen so much, and particularly regarding black Americans,

I’m genuinely so confused by the choices made with this image that I can’t work up the energy to be offended.

I absolutely and completely believe that religion should be a grounds on which to discriminate. Have you pledged your religious beliefs to a faith which discriminates against women, homosexuals, or other minorities? Then I should get to not hire or house you. It’s your “lifestyle choice,” after all. There’s nothing

This is cool! There’s some great talent they could maybe sweet-talk into helping some small projects get off the ground (C’mon, Alexie, just a little miniseries?). If some of the SOL reservations like Pine Ridge could start setting up tiny film production enterprises that can be done on a shoestring budget, it could

My six-year-old murder machine just has dry food sitting out all day and eats when she’s hungry. (I try wet food with her every so often, but she’s not that interested.) She only weighs seven pounds, in part because of her ongoing, determined battle to fight my bedframe to death.

I could care less about the babies, I just think Rousey is a vile piece of human garbage for her vicious anti-trans comments and her support of Sandy Hook conspiracists.

I know one of his kids, who basically had no social life when we used to work together, because it was an extremely liberal place in an extremely liberal city, and every so often someone would forget and talk about what a flaming bag of dogshit Antonin was. So the son I worked with would never go out with us after

I absolutely don’t believe Amy is a whore. I think Cruz and company do - hence their reason for dumping the entire ad - and I think it’s sad that she would still give their support to them.

Pretty sure she’s in at least her mid-forties. She’s just dumb - and, apparently, still licking the hand that slapped her down for being a whore.

DH Lawrence (of Lady Chatterley’s Lover fame) wrote a poem about a male tortoise screaming as it orgasms. It’s called “Tortoise Shout.”

I’ve taught university-age students for about ten years now - most of them freshmen - and holy shit, you have no idea of the levels of self-importance, arrogance, and malice they are capable of. Remember just how horrifying junior high was? That, plus a few more years of education, so that they’re really good at

“I only practice the parts of my religion that are convenient for me and would like to be congratulated for that.”