Trump was talking in his sleep: “I’m nobody’s fool. It’s not as easy as it seems, you see, it’s this […]
The social decency norms, ya know, the flame-retard-meants intended to moderate a person’s impulses that are impossible to legally “get […]
C span, I wish I could quit ya. Yet—well—it is too plain to C:the Knuckledheads have taken off pretending that […]
I am not brave. I simply will not cave. So here goes: Them that got the gold, make the rules. […]
The suggestion that we might try to “Listen while you read” was expressed to me as the attempt to follow […]
Once, upon a dunce so dreary, there was a time not long ago, wherein we weren’t quite so gaslit teary, […]
The norms of the Office were formed by men of character. Even if an elected President was somewhat deficient in […]

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