Why don’t people strive anymore to be the kind of person who can slip and fall without strangers celebrating it and wishing it had killed them? I mean if I woke up and knew that random people literally wished I would just die and go away for specific reasons related to my actions and not from widespread demonization through propaganda, I’d have a major existential crisis and reconsider a lot of things about my life.
But then again, I have a conscience.
Can we just get an alarm when Republicans AREN’T self-dealing? I think it’ll be quieter around here that way.
Guarantee he hasn’t realized shit. In his mind, it was the best idea in the world when he had it, and now it’s the best idea in the world to walk it back. He’s so brilliant, he was right twice about the same thing.
Whoever wrote this headline hasn’t met a true narcissist.
They just figured out they can say “we won’t do a thing” and then get elected and then do the exact thing and people somehow will blame the Democrats.
I appreciate the nuance. I suspect it still puts doctors on a difficult position though, when patients can basically go to their physician and demand that they poison them.
This is how you get doctors to leave and your citizens to die of preventable diseases.
Who the fuck cares what Alina Habba says about anything? She has an agenda and it’s a selfish, ghoulish agenda. Fuck her.
Some people just want to watch the world burn.
How you doin’? 😘
I remember going to a cabin with some friends and playing one of those icebreaker games with a deck of cards full of “thought-provoking” questions. I got something like “what would you do with an infinite supply of money?”
My response? I would positively haunt Mitch McConnell until the day he died. I would hire any and every person needed to completely saturate that goblin’s life with fuckery. He would lose all faith in everything, all sense of safety. I would build teams, departments, and institutions dedicated to knowing his every move and subverting his will at Every. God. Damned. Turn.
His eyeglasses would disappear daily. Every haircut he got would fuck his shit up. Every pizza he ordered would be a box of spiders. There wouldn’t be a bite of food crossing his lips that didn’t have pee in it, or worse. He would shit himself in public because every restroom within a mile would be occupied, blockaded, or on fire. I would never injure him irreparably or kill him. In fact, I would ensure he was as healthy as possible. I would want to prevent him from escaping for as long as possible. I would be the ruin of his joy.
So yeah, that broke the ice.
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I take that as a compliment.