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Tangier is already dead (and good riddance!). Now get to work reducing emissions to lesson the coming catastrophe for others.

This is the perfect encapsulation of everything wrong in the general population right now.

Came on here enraged, specifically to say this!

Seriously! White dude who rapes a woman with witnesses gets 3 months and probation and this guy who alledgely stole a cell phone and was identified by his skin tone gets 19 years?!

Okay but can we also talk about him getting a mandatory sentence of 19 years for stealing a cell phone? Like in what world is that a proportional punishment?

haha I had the same thought about Stranger Things

If The Omen taught us anything, you have to take care of them when they’re young. Just sayin’.

That’s it! We’re all living in the Upside Down!

I was going to ask, did he grow like a foot since the election?

Barron looks tall for his age. I hope Melania is miserable and they place poor Barron in a boarding school. The less he has to do with his family, the better.

It’s unsettling to see an eleven-year-old with a thousand-yard stare. I actually feel a little bad for the kid.

My aging body...

I can, ferment, and dehydrate.

“Texas’s growing pregnancy-related mortality rates disproportionately affect black women, who make up 11 percent of births, but 28 percent of pregnancy-related deaths in Texas.”

I mean, pro-life only goes so far, right? Mothers dying giving birth? Meh.

Because the GOP does not care about women. If you are a woman and you vote for a GOP candidate, you are supporting a party that would rater see you die than lift a finger to help.

Most white liberals I know agree that Maher shouldn’t have said the n-word on television and should apologize. Those who are defending Bill in this case likely aren’t all that liberal.

I’m glad the rest of the world is finally figuring out he’s a 61 year old edge lord with nothing meaningful to say.

Check out Bill Bryson’s Notes From a Small Island, where he dives into the mystifying ability of any collection of British people in a pub to happily discuss, for hours, the best way to get to Wherever, while traveling a distance that, quote, most Americans would happily go to get a taco.

I have to think about this for myself, but I can absolutely guess my husband’s answers: