"No matter how cynical I get, I can’t keep up.” — Lily Tomlin
Call me a cancel culture warrior, but when it comes to Armed Forces Network broadcasting right-wing propaganda to American troops stationed overseas, or the constant airing of Fox News on common area TVs on military bases and posts here at home, I want that shit stopped.
I hate to say it, but the Trumps seem like they’d scratch the itch so many Americans seem to have for a royal family of our own. They don’t do anything useful, they’re nasty to one another, and they provide at least as much scandal and entertainment as the Winsors provide the Brits.
Widowmaker or no, I jumped at the chance to fly in it.
True Inauguration Day was yesterday, the 4th of March, as enshrined in the Constitution.
I grew up with the two-spaces-between-sentences rule, which I learned in high school typing class.
But hey, Joe Biden, you don’t need anyone’s approval to commute Reality Winner’s prison sentence, so how about it?
You don’t have to be a literal major to be an iron one; it’s a matter of position and attitude.
In the spirit of living large, I asked my barber for a flat top. Hey, it’s a look. A cop look.