I guess I’m hoping that someone realizes that if they hasten the apocalypse, their huge stock holdings won’t be worth all that much any more.
I guess I’m hoping that someone realizes that if they hasten the apocalypse, their huge stock holdings won’t be worth all that much any more.
My only relative who voted for Trump was my 86 year old grandmother. I was almost disowned when I said she probably would have voted differently if she expected to be alive at the end of his term.
I’ve been saving a bottle of very nice sippin’ vermouth for a special occasion (specifically when my renovation is really truly change-the-locks finished) but the builders have been AWOL all week and now we’re on the brink of nuclear war, so I dunno if it’s gonna make it that long.
The man *is* responsible for his health. But the partner is already expressing her concern. She wrote to an advice columnist about it and asked if the problem required a doctor visit and how to broach the subject. She wants advice about how to deal with the problem and why it’s happening. The comment I responded to…
And I’d make the argument that we NEED responsible conservative viewpoints at the table. Liberal viewpoints have flaws, and we can sometimes be blind to them.
I hear you there. My aunt was my focus. Mother’s a lifelong Dem, Mom got fired-up political over not letting ‘THAT MAN’ in the WH, Kidlet’s a progressive Dem, and Dad’s a lost cause, seeing as how he believes Obama was ‘the worst president in [his] lifetime’. So I concentrated on my aunt, gave her facts and figures,…
The phrase “permanent majority” is the bullet with democracy’s number stamped on its side.
Let Barry go be himself. He served us well and deserves to just relax for the rest of his days.
It’s not really a surprise to anyone, is it? This is pretty much the obvious destination of the path Newt Gingrich put the Republican Party on back in the 1990s, when he sold Republicans on the idea that governmental dysfunction could be used to “defeat” the Democrats and earn a permanent Republican majority. That…
I’m sorry but I had to.
What, you don’t resolve sensitive intimacy issues with the person you cherish by blurting “fix yourself” on the way out the door? Figuring out who to blame and then refusing to participate further is at the very heart of the complex dance of love! Sigh.
As a guy that has “lost his wind” more often than I’d like and has had it cause issues in relationships, I can post tips on this brand-new burner account.
Just say, “Our sex life is a little, um, weak these days? You know what I’m talking about and you need to figure it out. I love you; call a doctor.” It know this might sound like I’m oversimplifying or being too curt, but with stuff like this, it’s best to just be direct and brief. Blurt it out one morning and go on…
Very, very true. My policy with my kids is that I don’t make them hug or kiss anyone they don’t want to. Even their grandma and grandpa. None of this “go on, go hug Uncle Alan” nonsense. Its their body, they get to decide what to do with it.
It’s primarily about power, isn’t it? I hate it when adults tease children about having boyfriends or girlfriends.
YUP. If the only people who did this were actual molesters who were sexually attracted to children they’d be a helluva lot easier to spot. But since the whole “you should totally let adults demonstrate power by touching you” thing is so ingrained in our culture, especially with girls, it instead becomes a handy duck…
I made it perfectly clear to my family that no one hugs or kisses (or touches) my kids without their permission. My kids have to say hello or goodbye and I encourage handshakes or highfives,but they are never obligated to touch or be touched.
Do not ever put up with old man disgusting behavior.
Well just remember...
My SIL publicly yelled at my FIL to stop demanding hugs and kisses from her daughter and FIL nearly collapsed in shock. (He doesn’t touch my kid that way because my kid is a boy and male bodies are respected but female bodies are public property.)
FIL just sputtered, “oh? OH? THAT’S BAD? Well, maybe I will never kiss…