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That’s unsat, Uncle Sam.
"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
That’s unsat, Uncle Sam.
Not gonna be a 21st century Good German. Don’t you be one either. Resist.
I kept my letters focused on pay, benefits, and healthcare — all of which seem suddenly to be on Trump & Musk’s chopping block — without which Donna and I would be destitute and homeless.
Archie Bunker. That’s who’s in the White House.
Give big space to the festive dog that makes sport in the roadway. Avoid entanglement of dog with your wheel spokes.
The pinheads we’ve warned you about, fought against, taken to court, subverted with work-arounds, subjected to public ridicule and shame — the torch & pitchfork book-burning mob — are suddenly the boss of us.
Monday, during the presidential inauguration ceremony in Washington DC, Elon Musk twice made outstretched, flat palm gestures with his right arm, widely interpreted as Nazi salutes.
The latest news, that Facebook will no longer moderate disinformation and bigotry, is going to get everyone talking about a mass migration, but that’s happened again and again and we’re all still there.