I spent the last few months talking to people across the political spectrum, and to people who want nothing to do with politics at all. Here is what I learned.
We are not a divided country. We are a country being divided, on purpose, by an American oligarchy that profits from the fight. They’ve captured our government, denied our healthcare, looted our treasury, and saddled us with crippling debt.
I believe in a New New Deal. Healthcare as a human right. The right of every family to a decent home, and an end to endless wars.
And a dividend paid to every American from the AI economy, because these machines were built on the whole of human inheritance. That inheritance belongs to all of us, and not just to the handful of men playing God with our very existence.
And none of it happens if we just move on. Donald Trump, his family, and his administration are robbing us blind, not just of our money, but of our faith in one another, and they have to answer for it. Truth and reconciliation, not revenge. Then we break the system that let them do it.
The question is not whether we will lose our democracy. The question is whether we will fight to take back what has already been stolen.
I learned in recovery that you can’t heal what you won’t name. Neither can a country.
A grammar book walks into a bar
* An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.
* A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.
* A bar was walked into by the passive voice.
* An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.
* Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”
* A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intents and purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.
* Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.
* A question mark walks into a bar?
* A non sequitur walks into a bar.
In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.
* Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."
* A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.
* A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
* Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.
* A synonym strolls into a tavern.
* At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.
* A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.
* Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.
* A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.
* An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.
* The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.
* A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned by a man with a glass eye named Ralph.
* The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.
* A dyslexic walks into a bra.
* A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.
* A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.
* A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.
* A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony .
– Jill Thomas Doyle
When I heard about Senator Graham’s death last night, the first thing I thought about was not all the things he said and did in service of Donald Trump. I thought of the time before Donald Trump when he was a brother to Senator John McCain.
A time when senators from different parties could fight about politics and still be friends. A time when a conservative Republican from South Carolina could say of my father: “If you can’t admire Joe Biden as a person, you’ve got a problem. He’s the nicest person I’ve ever met in politics. As good a man as God ever created.”
That is the Senator Graham I will remember today. Not because I have forgotten what came after. Because in that memory there is hope. Hope for a country where brothers can fight like hell over policy and still share a meal, and a laugh, and the loss of the people they love.
I will choose to remember the time before Trump. Because I believe in an America after Trump.
😂 This is why so many of us accidentally got a classical music education from Saturday morning cartoons.
Warner Bros took absolute bangers from “fancy dead European dudes,” added anvils, explosions, and one very unlucky coyote… and turned them into generational earworms.
Huge credit to the legend @Vinheteiro for this perfect medley that’s been living rent-free in our heads for years.
Childhood = classical music class without realizing it 😂🎹💥
What’s the one piece that instantly takes you back to Looney Tunes?
feng shui is real. declutter your room. clear your camera roll. unfollow people. clean your desk.
wash the dishes. get rid of what’s expired. watch how much mental energy comes back
This is Ramsey. He is a mail delivery dog. Shipping is free, and while packages might not be handled with care, they are handled with enthusiasm. 14/10
Things most Americans agree on:
Groceries cost too much.
Tariffs suck and make no sense.
Congress and Presidents shouldn’t trade stocks.
The debt is a mess.
The border should be secure, but legal immigration is good.
Endless wars are stupid, especially ones that nobody wants and have never been explained.
Americans are exhausted.
AI is like my new best friend that also might be trying to take my job, my ability to think for myself, and my humanity in the process. Yo like I love you, but WTF, but I still love you.
Diversity is actually awesome! The opposite is boring AF.
Canadians are super fucking cool.
Mexicans are chill.
Putin isn’t a good guy looking out for America’s best interest. Rocky IV and Miracle are great movies.
Good neighbors are a blessing.
Freedom of religion and coexistence without having to blow each other up is probably a good idea.
We all question, are we alone in the universe?
We all fuck up along the way.
Epstein didn’t hang himself.
The Trumps and Epstein were best friends for decades. It’s like Bert trying to tell us Ernie was just an acquaintance in the same social scene on Sesame Street back in the day.
The Cowboys suck. Go Birds!
Things we’re told to fight about:
Me.
Laptop.
Vaccines.
Transgenders in sports.
Pronouns.
That’s the joke.
LAZARUS LAKE, 71, has stuck his cattle prod in the Pacific, finishing his third walk across America and his second Transcon. 💥
"hear me my friends
my feet are sick and sad
from where the sun now stands
i will walk no more
forever
apologies to chief joseph"
#lazcon COMPLETE
This is one of my favorite videos of all time. As a child psychologist, it’s a perfect example of joint attention, preverbal communication, and coregulation.
🇦🇺 INSOLITE : Chaque jour, Champy le cheval vient chercher son pote Morris le chat en Australie. Le chat grimpe sur son dos et ils partent faire un tour tranquille… 🐴🐱