My first car in 1996 was a beige ‘87 sedan with the 4 cylinder. The boringest Mustang that ever was. 88 thumping horses strong. Didn’t have many issues, but it threw a rod right before I was to leave for a cross-country internship and I sold it to a work friend for a couple hundred dollars. His brother drove it to and…

Because the rise of a conservative fascist is relevant to all Americans. And you’re kidding yourself if you think he wouldn’t start policing video games.