Shout-out to the cowards(?) who didn’t show up for the vote.

This is a good take.
However, it’s bad Kinja.

“Nobody’s ever wondered what would happen if you crossed Tinder with Yelp and Uber. Nobody!”

(Oprah has said she ultimately took on the role because Deborah wished for her to.)

I’d prefer to let it go.

Right. I’m pretty sure they both have their own money.

No, I think you’ve forgotten the context of my initial comment--the one to which you (needlessly) replied. I won’t rehash that context for you, because I’m assuming you can read. Prove me right.

You’re quite literally the only one who tokenized their spouse and children. No one knew about them until you brought them up to prove your bonafides.

Dude, what? It’s a pretty awful point, so why is it so strange that I (or anybody) would focus on that? Plus, other people have addressed your other ‘arguments.’ But that one, again, is ridiculous. (Also, I can remember all of what you said, so I focused on replying to your initial response.) Chill out and be better.

Quite the contrary, my fragile friend! But insofar as anyone can do ‘enough’ to dismantle a system of oppression that’s been centuries in the making, I can tell you that bragging about who you’ve fucked ain’t it.

Congratulations, I officially feel sorry for your children. And your wife.

[names Hall & Oates cover band “Potato Boyz”]

The metaphor I’ve settled on:
BS is the neighbor who crashed on the couch the year before and shows up to family meetings uninvited.

I was disowned by my father’s side of the family for marrying a beautiful black woman and committing the cardinal sin of having three awesome kids with her.

Bill really fixed his mouth to say, “Don’t let anyone ever tell you that this country isn’t great, that somehow we need to make it great again, because this right now is the greatest country on earth” (emphasis mine).

Fancy that.

Well, this kid’s certainly going to have a fun childhood...
(And who does she think she’s fooling with that backtracking?)

Well then.

Awful Kinja.