Actually the former. There is an argument that that is worse, though.

Yeah, the thing about parties is that over a long enough period of time all you’ve got that’s the same is the name. I’d feel fine about the Libertarian party taking over from the Republicans as the other main party, since it really wouldn’t have anything to do with what the Libertarian Party is now, it’d just be…

No.

Or do you mean…inViking?

Mmmm, donuts.

San Dieeeeegooo! A wonderful city with some horrible, horrible politics. Just…really bad. We’re not a solid Republican area anymore at least, but we still can’t get fucking anything done.

Oooh, there’s a place in Poway that has prinsesstårta. Or, alternatively, um…*thinks intently what works as an anti-Issa cake*…he’s not into that whole thing where sometimes people not related to him immigrate, right? One of those? Okay, just looked it up—yeah, he’s one of those anti-14th Amendment guys with Duncan…

Sometimes I think it’s a mistake to teach word roots to middle schoolers, since apparently everyone forgets them by adulthood.

You should check out “Lazarus” by Leonid Andreyev. It is solid fucked up, like, even for Russian literature it’s depressing. Was going to ETA it yesterday, but my internet bugged out on me.

That is exactly what I ask of my horror stories. Once I read most of the Collected Fictions of Jorge Luis Borges while sitting alone in my dormroom with half the light burnt out. Finally walked out and it felt like the world had gone wobbly—I had to keep touching things to make sure they were really there.

It’s all right, really—I got fairly viscerally angry about your comment and tried to moderate myself based on checking your comment history and seeing you probably meant the best, but kind of didn’t. If this was a case of acquaintances in-person we’d probably end by awkwardly apologizing and promising to buy each…

Go to hell. I had family in those camps. Some things shouldn’t be gambled on for political points. Some things don’t get fixed by people saying they’re sorry afterward.

No, there is more up. Keep it going! Up up up!

Ugh, he would’ve, wouldn’t he. At least we were spared that civic embarrassment.

Your weekly reminder that the WWII internment of Japanese-Americans (Executive Order 9066) was ruled Constitutional by the Supreme Court and the ruling has not been overturned, in case anyone has friends still pulling out the “checks and balances” and/or “the Constitution will stop him” arguments for how Trump would…

*raises hand*

Yeah, I always feel kind of terrified and generally unqualified to vote for judges, and usually just crib off someone else.

I think the Navy base is technically in Coronado. But we do have excellent tacos, yes.

…I laughed at the smiling dead people, sorry. Kids are morbid little fuckers.

I’d recommend avoiding “The Journal of J.P. Drapeau” (a Thomas Ligotti short story) unless you feel particularly over any fear of the sky.