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Eastern Europe remembers. These kids listened to their parents and grandparents. They know what they don’t want. Good for them.

These might not be the lines we would draw. We drew our lines a decade ago. Most of these assholes are picking a line now that they can justify because they realize they let it ride in this fuckery a little too long. But still, let them draw them now. Lines are good. Draw away, my dudes.

I VOTED TODAY AND IT WAS AMAZING. I WANT YOU TO FEEL HOW GREAT THIS FEELS. GO VOTE. YOU WILL LOVE IT I PROMISE.

Tax ‘em or eat ‘em. There’s not that much time left to make the call. You’d think they’d pay closer attention. Or pay someone to pay attention.

Vote. If only to prove to the rest of the world that we are still in here, doing as much as we can.

Of all the things I have ever been enthusiastically Here For, the Barack Hussein Obama standup comedy/political rally tour is very near the top of the list. He’s just throwing out bangers to huge crowds and it’s glorious. The gold doodads are like “Saddam Hussein opened a Cheesecake Factory” heh

Wake me up when we hit the proverbial bottom. My nervous system can’t take another moment of “this has to be what takes these assholes down”. I’m just gonna be over here asleep. Wake me when we get there.

We’ve hit the point where as a writer you need to actively avoid AI generated “writing” if you don’t want your voice to be slowly eroded. It seeps in. All the “it’s not this. It’s that” bullshit. Like reading Ayn Rand all day and still trying to write like you don’t suck too.

Normalize shaming big media companies that report on big news without crediting the independent journalists who broke it. We’re watching and it’s not a good look.

Vote as early as you possibly can. As soon as you vote, your name comes off the canvassing and call lists, so volunteers can put their resources towards people who haven’t voted yet. Do not put it off until Election Day. Go tomorrow! Hit the polls on day one!

No bread, all circuses.

Of all the despicable things these monsters have done, the betrayal of Ukraine stands out. Also the countless USAID deaths. There’s so much evil, but those two, wow.

You can’t eat ethics. But you can’t eat money either. Doing the right thing is always the right thing. I’ll take human dignity every single fucking day.

If the school’s got money for gender reassignment surgeries, why the hell are we buying boxes of tissues for our kid’s classrooms?

It feels ridiculous that in the midst of civilizational collapse I still gotta go do those edits on that presentation. Even more ridiculous that most of the edits are just fixing terrible AI writing someone else thought was a good idea. Easier and faster to just write it in the first place, sigh.

The pedophile is also a traitor

Somebody somewhere just leak the goddamn Epstein files already. Put everyone out of their misery. Rip the band aid off. We gotta move forward as a society and the only way out is fucking through. Geez.

Fixing documents that AI has turned into a dog’s breakfast. ASAP! and for 1/3 of my former editing rate. This is my life now. Please clap.

“But then we get JD Vance” Who fucking cares? Not one sentient American can stand the guyliner; he will never have any actual power to do anything. Meanwhile a cult leader drives everything we hold sacred into the abyss. Also the cult leader is an actual proven criminal. First things first.

SNL writers debating whether Ashley Pedilla as the new press secretary is even gonna be relevant in a Scaramucci or two.

Free campaign slogan for Dems in need. “I’ve got your back. Because I put you first.” Also, corruption, corruption, corruption

Thank all the gods these guys are so fucking incompetent. Just epic clowns, the dum(b)est of the dum(b). It’s our best hope at this point.

Vote please. Just to show the rest of the world that we’re not like this. That we are normal humans who see reality and want to make things better. The world is desperately hoping we are still in here somewhere. Show them we are!

Let’s just offer Elon a choice: therapy or deportation. Either way we’re better off.

I’m seeing 100% less Russian bot activity on twitter. Because I got my ass off that kiddie porn-generating, white nationalist supporting, disinformation-amplifying right wing hellsite when the Nazi billionaire creep bought it. You can always leave.

Another day, another fucking Rubicon.

Law & Order franchises still ripping from the headlines. You love to see it.

Dude I am absolutely gonna pretend you are on the ballot. I’m gonna pretend so hard I’m gonna scare my therapist.

If I were an online gambler, I’d try to get some action on “days until he says the N word live on TV”. There’s gotta be a number, and I don’t think it’s very high. I spent a lot of time with dementia patients, it’s inevitable with a guy like him.

No war but class war

In about two weeks we’re gonna look back to now and think how quaint that we thought this was unhinged.

Evergreen advice as the horrors persist: If you hate everyone, have a snack. If you think everyone hates you, have a nap. If you hate yourself, have a shower.

I recommend people read this to get a sense of the president's grave cognitive impairment. Trump is either unwilling or unable (or maybe both) to answer the questions he's actually asked, so he just rants and raves while the interviewers do their best to provide structure to his random brain firings

Women getting ready to burn this shit to the fucking ground right about now. We’ve held up your stupid egos, we’ve been humiliated, abused, underpaid, groped, raped, put down in a billion fucking ways. WE ARE DONE NOW. do with this information what you will.

Being a rapist should absolutely ruin your life. Whoever you are. Duh.

Nope, never, never ever ever gonna betray my friends. All my friends. Especially my Trans friends. They are the best friends and the least deserving of betrayal. I mean nobody deserves betrayal, but trans friends, yeah never ever gonna betray them.

An Election Haiku: Vote vote vote vote vote Vote vote vote vote vote vote vote Vote vote vote vote vote.

I thank the gods and goddeses every day for the glorious incompetence. It’s our best hope.

I’ve been watching Sugar. Which is not that great, but I am entertained. Still, while I have no problem accepting the aliens part, I cannot suspend disbelief enough to accept how Sugar finds a parking spot right in front of where he’s going. Every single time. In LA! This is too much.

I ran into Shame and Irony at the bar. They’re consulting, taking small jobs here and there, Uber driving sometimes, but man it’s getting hard out there for them.

I am so very tired of all the gobsmacking.

Sitting here on a glorious day watching every fun fall festival planned for this weekend on the northeast coast getting cancelled. Waiting for the pressure drop headache and the big dumb storm. Not a fan. Stay safe people.

Normielib winemoms out here saving their bottles and oily rags. Just in case. Good to be prepared.

We are all so fucking freaked out. But we want to believe! Give us something to believe in and we will vote for you. Just give us some little reason to keep believing. Please.

How many times do you touch the stove before you realize you are now deformed and in constant pain? I mean, you “owned the libs” but now you are deformed from all the stove-touching. Did you win? Does your arm work? If not, are your new friends helping you with that?

People who pay pemiums but never see a doctor are the people who prop up the whole system. Healthy people who pay to stay that way. Cancel them and only sick people remain in your insurance pool. The stupid, it huuurts

So I’ve picked this weird ass time to take myself (slowly, so slowly) off the antidepressants they gave me during my cancer treatment 12 years ago. And fuck if I’m not crying watching random Ted Lasso. And fuck if I’m not happy about the crying. It’s weird, but it’s real. What’s next? Bring it!

I would very much like to have more money. But I would definitely not want to fight for more once I had enough. Like why would I be in constant battle to keep it, or get even more, when I could just be like, yeah, I Got Money Now. Why is enough not enough for some people? Gimme enough and I’m good.