Electionland: Worst. Disney. Theme park. Ever.

I work in an animal shelter. My plan is “hide in the kennels where the biter dogs are kept and release a few of them”

I am absolutely shocked an Anna Merlan story ended up being grossly different than what she blogged about.

It’s situations like this that used to make me chuckle back when Gawker was holding itself up as a paragon of journalistic virtue during the Hulk/Thiel bullshit.

Democrats right now.

My gender is an asteroid.... not just any asteroid, 2015 RF_36.

Welcome to 2016 America!

only reason it’s not an F is because it’s absurdly ironic the author is Jordan Sargent

There’s a constant stream of fake crap at the bottom of every kinja page now called Taboola.

Same. I also have to stop myself from screaming “BOFFINS!” when the tech guys come to fix my computer.

I don’t. This guy isn’t some new development. He’s been an asshole for years. I laugh at the jerks who bought in to his lifestyle. A brief look at his books would make anybody with a high school education in math able to see what is going on.

Also, our insane celebrity worship, completely dysfunctional “free” press, and unending greed. 

Cap’n Walter Crunch was court martialed for tearing up the roofs of a lot of mouths.

My take:

I’ve never seen two people so visibly uncomfortable with making physical contact with one another. At leat not since my parents were still together.

“A reporter asked: “So, Mr. Trump, you’ll seek his counsel?”

Maybe he does. And I don’t mean to bring him down. But let’s keep in mind that we had about two years of takes, all of which were shockingly, disastrously wrong.

The only people polls reflect are the people willing to take a cell phone call from a polling agency, and those people are almost as strange a bunch of weirdos as internet commenters.

No one told pollsters or newspeople they were voting Trump because to do so was to be deemed a racist.
The culture had decided this was the case.

I’m sorry, Hamilton. I think you do a good job and are a good writer, but at this point any post-mortem report from any reporter should be met with the very relevant question of “why in the hell should we still listen to any of you?”