Monday, July 30, 2018

This post is not about straws...

but if you are able-bodied and want to know why so many are, recently, read this reporting from S.E. Smithhere. It provides a good summary of the issues raised.

Sometimes the atrocities come so thick and fast that even a committed blogger can't keep up. Earlier in the week, I was all pleased for coming up with a post title "Meghan McCain And The Mystery of My Last Damn Nerve" over one of her nationally-televised tantrums, but really? Is anyone surprised that Meghan is a spoiled ass?I've written about her before anyway, and the only thing that I can say for the better is that she is using make-up colors that don't remind me of Miss Piggy. Oh, and every  time she complains, she makes socialism look really good!  If I were really gracious, I'd probably owe her a fruit basket, but she could buy her own orchard, so I doubt that I would really bother.(Maybe if DSA does actually reach 50,000 members this summer.)

Words, despite being my most potent tools, do not seem enough to address the climate crisis or the state-sanctioned child abuse at the border(Although I did meet some nice cricket farmers on twitter this week...we bonded over a shared disgust for Jeff Flake and they pitched me on their cookies.  If I try one, I'll blog about it. Mixing it in batter makes me feel less squeamish than, say, a cricket-salad sandwich, but that is not zero squeamish.

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