There is great speculation among people who care about these things that AOC split from her fiancé, Riley Roberts.
The NYPost ran a video in which a reporter asked her about it.
Her response, “I don’t comment on my private life.”
Well, unless her ovaries and are involved. In which case, we're all getting a play-by-play social media documentary.
6-foot-10, 250 pound former NBA player Enes Kanter followed through on his intention to move to the WNBA yesterday by officially submitting the paperwork to declare himself eligible for the 2027 WNBA Draft.
6-foot-8 270 pound former NBA power forward, Royce White, did the same thing.
Now this is where things get interesting.
See, the WNBA's collective bargaining agreement states that "only players who are women are eligible to play in the WNBA." Fair enough, right? That's exactly what most people would expect. Duh.
But here's the catch.
To enforce that rule, the league HAS to define what a woman is. And that, my friends, is where the rubber meets the road. Or in this case, where the basketball hits the hardwood.
It seems to me that if the definition of "woman" is anything other than "an adult human female," then, congratulations to the WNBA on its two newest draft prospects.
What an exciting time to be alive.
I've lived in Michigan twice. Loved it.
I've visited numerous times. Loved it.
My darling husband is from Michigan. Loves it.
And Mackinac Island?
Well, that stunning place is a jewel in the Michigan crown. The people are lovely and the whole place is steeped in small town Americana wonderfulness.
Who doesn't love this place? You'd have to be a monster not to.
Enter Abdul El-Sayed.
He HATES it.
Well...that tracks.
Mackinac Island may be a treasured institution to many Michiganders, but not to Abdul El-Sayed.
“I hate Mackinac so much,” he said in a 2020 documentary about himself.
“…every time I’ve ever come here, I’ve hated it. Why am I here?”
There are certain things I really never imagined I'd have to explain; things I thought would never need to be written.
Yet, dear friends, here we are.
So...here I go.
Newest post up on the ol' Substack:
"Captain Obvious Presents: Communism is Bad"
https://t.co/8uSue9zPP3
Democratic Senate candidate Abdul El-Sayed said his comments that progressives need to put the head of an “ogre” on a pike was directed at @SenFettermanPA.
Now, Abdul El-Sayed is about my height, which means him going after Fetterman looks a lot like my Yorkie going after a Great Dane on a walk.
You might wanna dial that down, Abdul.
If you count Hasan Piker a friend, a valued supporter and/or someone you want on stage campaigning with you, I would rather walk naked through a field of locusts than vote for you.
I would rather french kiss a cactus.
Or take a bath in lemon juice after shaving my legs.
Or lick an entire abandoned shopping cart.
I would rather undergo a root canal without Novocain.
I would rather hand feed mosquitoes. At sunset. In a swamp.
If someone who calls Mao Zedong "one of the great leaders of this world" is campaigning with you, I don't need to hear another word.
You've already told me everything I need to know.
When asked about the DSA and the direction of the Democrat Party, Chuck Schumer said, "We are a Big Tent party and being a Big Tent party is a strength not a weakness."
Hey, I'm all about a "Big Tent."
Unless there are Communists and Socialists under it.
Then I want a smaller tent.
@benshapiro Right.
That must be why every third video on my Instagram feed is dogs, cake and pastries.
Weird how algorithms keep recommending the things we spend time looking at.
No one, and I mean, no one loves @bucees more than I do. But...I have concerns.
You can read them here: Concerned Message from an Unofficial Beaver Ambassador
https://t.co/ZoHMsURhwq
(Photos provided as supporting documentation of my long standing relationship with the Beaver)
I wish I had Rosie O'Donnell's level of commitment, courage and fortitude.
Leave America because I can't stand the President.
Then return when I need a facelift.
Oh, and pop back to the US for a guest appearance on @TheView.
It’s like a child running away from home in the morning and then coming back at dinnertime because they remembered it's Taco Tuesday.
@JustineBateman Girl, there is no end to the number of things that can “trigger” people these days:
Movies. Maps. Opinions. Crocs. Pineapple on Pizza. Dogs wearing sweaters. Weather. God. People who clap when the plane lands.
Literally, NO END.
It’s like it’s become a competitive sport.
It’s like if Bridget Jones Diary and Regina George’s Burn Book had a baby.
“Dear Diary,
Press absolutely going WILD with me.
Front page Washington Post yesterday.
NYT today.
Profile on me in the Atlantic.
Missed call from Babs.
Must somehow carry the burden of being the most famous and talked about person in the country and one of the most recognizable people in the world.
Heavy is the head that wears the N95.
Will persevere. Somehow.
Note to self: Must stop trying to make humble happen. It’s not going to happen.
Some people keep journals to remember what happened. Others keep journals to remember how famous they were. Which...brings us to Anthony Fauci’s Diary.
Now, I sort of thought this would read like the notebook of a scientist, but after perusing the entries, it often reads like the diary of someone checking Google Alerts for their name.
It’s like if Bridget Jones Diary and Regina George’s Burn Book had a baby.
“Dear Diary,
Press absolutely going WILD with me.
Front page Washington Post yesterday.
NYT today.
Profile on me in the Atlantic.
Missed call from Babs.
Must somehow carry the burden of being “the most famous and talked about person in the country and one of the most recognizable people in the world.”
Heavy is the head that wears the N95.
Will persevere. Somehow.
Note to self: Must stop trying to make humble happen. It’s not going to happen."