I truly wish I could give you more than one star for that.

As a wise elder once said:

There was a vigil for Savita Hallanavar outside The George Bernard Shaw pub, earlier today.

A friend once took me to a pub and introduced me to a friend she’d made. He was a medium-level civil servant working in Revenue. We hit it off initially, drank pints and talked about guy stuff. He hikes! I hike! And we know how to restore old axes and knives!

And ironically, it could be the motto of every non-European-American from Inuit to African-American. Or any gay, communist, feminist or clown furry organisation, for that matter.

When I see Italian-Americans celebrating ‘Columbus Day’, I wish I had a time-machine to drag them back to the Bahamas, 1493.

“Well, they could but it would be the end of their time as a commissioned officer.”

Yeah I’m really feeling it here as well. On phone and laptop.

That’s right! It is!
And so is ‘idiot’.

That is (sort of) a victory in life. I grant you that.

“I’ve been in all three positions here — the person whose bad behavior is being minimized, the person whose injury is being minimized, and the person doing the minimizing. It’s a really common dynamic in groups of friends and close colleagues. People want to find a way to move on from the injury to the community.…

And yet he wrote this:

Because; Welcome To Your Newly Improved Corporate-Friendly discussion space. Remember: There are no problems, only market friendly solutions you haven’t provided us with yet.

Gawker era was Best era.

Amen.

There’s an allegation that Obama was never, ever the people’s president. He was the corporate shareholder’s president.

Huh huh huh! Yur so funnees.

Also; Stealing from rich arseholes.

OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE!

It’s a cover song.