Reminder

Practically all of the people who own and operate "The Liberal Press" are part of The Epstein Class, and while they may have their producers and editors throw us a leftie bone once in a while, they're voting Republican, and the fact that they also send campaign "donations" to some Democrats is an exercise in ass-covering,

• or it's a move to drag the "moderates" a little further to the right
• or it's calculated to reinforce the attitude that politicians are all alike - they're all corrupt - and the neo-liberal corporate Dems are going to fuck us over too, so why bother?
• or
• or
• or

They live their values, and they vote their interests.

Those values are clearly on display in the Epstein files, and it's getting pretty goddamned impossible to miss what interests they're voting for.

Pro Tip

Overheard

Atheism is what happens when you read the bible.

Christianity is what happens when somebody

you don't know reads it for you.

Read your bible.

A Quote

Why do we need to look beyond our borders, and help with what we can?

The world’s troubles do not stay overseas.

                             --Gen George C Marshall

Ex-MAGA

My default position hasn't changed. In fact, it may have hardened a bit now that the Epstein thing is really beginning to blow up.

If you can't get your head around the fact that Kid Fucking is quite a bit worse than being in the US without the government's permission, then you're a diseased yak at your favorite daughter's church wedding.

Knowing you voted for Trump

is like knowing you fucked my dog.

You can say you're sorry because now

you realize it was a bad thing to do,

and you'll never go near another dog,

and we can talk it out,

and I might be able to forgive you

so we can move on.

But here's the thing:

YOU'RE A GUY WHO WAS

FUCKING PEOPLE'S DOGS.

So go ahead and prove that you've changed

by working your ass off

to repair the damage you've done.

But stay the fuck away from me.

Words Fail

Amanda

Today's Cult College

Stay Ornery

Sick Fucks

I've tried hard to overcome some of the less-than-worthy residual effects of my breeding and upbringing. I come from dirt farmers in southern Colorado. They settled things outside. They were people who believed strongly in slugging out their differences and then having a friendly beer together afterwards.

I've never liked that kind of fighting, even though I've felt obliged to indulge in it on a few occasions in my 72 years. It just never made any real sense to me. I hit him and my hand hurts - he hits me and my face hurts. You feel bad scared going in, and bad sorry coming out - what's the fuckin' point in any of that? Let's just skip to the place where we're having that friendly beer together.

So I've worked on not letting myself slide back into the mindset that it's just something you do sometimes.

But.

If I ever come across any of these Epstein Class pricks, they're going to sleep.