Not smart enough to run a functional publication either.

Jared Kushner, at best, is your average rich prep school guy who can speak about many things at a basic level for about 5 minutes.

Not smart enough to hide the fact that he used Russian active measures to hack social media and push fake news.

Also, somehow Jared Kushner looks like a breathing Madame Tussaud version of Jared Kushner.

He is literally just Donald Trump, again. He’s more like Trump than any of his kids are. A legacy doof who is passably good at staying out of his own way.

I don’t mind words simply said incorrectly like “asterisk” or “ask.” I mean, it sounds kinda dumb, but speech patterns are what they are. Where I get harshly judgemental is where people use words in fundamentally incorrect or contradictory manners. The problem I have with irregardless is that not only is it not a…

“Mircale” bugs the shit out of me. When a pilot blows an engine but still lands his plane safely, everyone calls it a miracle. Bullshit. It was the skill of the pilot that kept everyone alive, not god. A group of highly skilled doctors and nurses saves a premature baby from certain death. A miracle? Fuck that. …

People can use the word however they want. That’s fine.

I always carry a briefcase in each hand everywhere I go, this way it’s always just a “hi my name is....”

As a woman, I Emmanuel Macron the fuck out of that handshake, and Donald Trump it a few times for good measure.

I wish I could build a handshake machine that would measure the strength of you grip. It would be installed in every highschool and you’d have to give 5 good handshakes in a row before you could graduate. No limp fish and no gorilla grips, you have to hit the sweet spot in between on each one.

The Artless (draft) Dodger?

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Mostly the worst, though, because the president of the United States of America was a motherfucking piece of shit.

It’s an endless stream of hot steaming shit. I have to balance reading the news with mindless happy thoughts.

Because he’s a collectible vinyl art toy?
(Seriously, I couldn’t begin to tell you.)

It’s the perfect Trumpian detail that he’s so pissed about the fake leak of a publicly available document that says, right at the top, that it’s a public disclosure form.

And this “He nobly refused release” is crap. Unless the NVA dumped him at the gates of a US military base, the military regs clearly say he couldn’t be accepted as a good will release because others had imprisoned longer. This is to prevent the exact kind of propaganda victory the North Vietnamese were trying to score…

From the fantastic profile done by Rolling Stone back in ‘08:

And in fact he was a lousy soldier, graduating at the bottom of his Annapolis class (which means flunking calculus and not turning in work, rather than being a rebel), getting wings he almost certainly didn’t qualify for, and dodging a well deserved grounding because he was Navy royalty. Most men don’t get a chance to…

I think about texts that way too, but I know other people don’t. Some friends get upset if you don’t reply right away. I know my dad gets pissed if I text him at what ends up being nighttime if he’s travelling. But I honestly just feel like if you can’t handle being texted at night, put your phone on DND. Your alarm…