It always looks kind of like an afterthought to me, as if the prototypes of man and woman were finished and the Great Designer sat back to admire a job well done...then noticed a stray bit of gristle left over on the floor. “Fuck it, I’ll just slap it down there. It’s not like anyone’s going to see it under clothing…

“Hopefully the Trump genes run in me and I can just go off script like my father likes to do.”

I have never understood the appeal for some men of displaying their genitals, whether via dick pics, video calls, public exposure, or as you describe.

Like, totally.

He calls it a “malt.” It's really Ovaltine laced with vodka the staff give him to put him to sleep when he starts getting too handsy.

Malted milkshakes (“malts”) are milkshakes made with malted milk.

Trump is the avatar of toxic masculinity. He is an aspirational goal for a large segment of our population.

The full text of Trump’s mouth-froth shows that he was saying he could call any of his billionaire CEO cronies and shake them down for money in exchange for “permits,” but that he chooses not to do so. Not that he had in fact done so.

She has all the enthusiasm of a new employee.

It was her best work.

“What I think is so powerful—when my father says that he’s going to... there will be a cure for AIDS in the next 10 years, there will be, and God bless,” Tiffany said. “Like, thank you. Like, yes.”

But you see, those are manly ambitions and therefore completely unacceptable in a woman.

He sits on every chair like he’s sitting on the toilet. He must have killer hemorrhoids. Good.

You could try getting a cellular repeater from your cellphone provider. It hooks up to your home internet connection and routes calls over that. You use the phone as normal and can make or receive calls on your regular number.

The things that really stand out to me as unlikely are the 911 operator being reachable (“All our operators are busy assisting other soon-to-be murder victims. You are held in a queue...”) and the cops turning up to anything in under an hour.

Back in 2007, I posted on a politics board, “Just wait: in a decade, President Chucklefuck here will seem like a statesman by comparison.” That had to be the prediction that came through, not any of the lottery numbers I bought in the intervening years. Typical.

Well, Nov 3 and then nearly three months of The Purge, but yeah.

Funny how the “good apples” are so quick to attack anyone who dares suggest all may not be well in the barrel. Makes you think maybe more than a few of them are hiding a bit of rot themselves.

Hurt that they are perceived as nothing more than thin-skinned bullies who cloak their many insecurities in hollow “authority,” police departments across the country are rushing to demonstrate that they are precisely that.

I don’t think the GOP will be able to resist ramming case after case through the courts, determined to realize their vision of Gilead as soon as possible. This is the endgame for their agenda, and they’ll want to get them all up to SCOTUS as fast as they can.