Psychopathologies as aberrant as Trump's are neither controllable, nor curable. He cannot pivot, sit still, shut up, or stop. He cannot see beyond himself. EVER. He cannot feel empathy, shame, or contrition. Not that he WON'T ... he CAN'T! He is an emotional void, comprised only of impulse, rage, malice, needs, urges and cravings. He lies constantly, brazenly, because he doesn't speak to convey information, he speaks to further a result that he craves. And some of the things he says, he says simply because he can't NOT say them. He's pure "id." Pure self.
You couldn't build a worse person in a laboratory.
One of the most jarring things about adulthood is the realization of how many truly incompetent people are in the most important jobs. When I was a kid, I just assumed everyone “important” was smart or they wouldn’t be important. Boy, was that fucking wrong.
BREAKING: In a great moment, Senator Gary Peters and Haley Stevens sat down today to highlight why Stevens is the right Democrat to ensure Michigan stays blue in November. Let’s get her across the finish line and flip the Senate blue.
buh-bye, Lindsey Graham. you will be remembered as an unprincipled, odious toady who carried water for a fascist dumbfuck. thank you for your attention to today's post, in which I rip this dingus several new ones. link is here: https://t.co/6G26Kpbaog
When I think about a week in which both McConnell and Graham have suddenly departed for a hotter locale, I feel compelled to paraphrase Shakespeare— who wrote, in Macbeth— ‘Nothing so became their lives as the leaving of them.’
Early reports from hell this morning reveal that locals are saying, ‘Burning in the incessant fire is harsh enough, but having to spend eternity with McConnell and Graham?!! Noooo!!’
Lindsey Graham’s sister was quickly chosen to fill the rest of his term as SC Senator, as would be expected in any third-world dictatorship.
If anything happens to Trump, perhaps we can look forward to President Stormy Daniels, which would be an immeasurable improvement.
Dear Jaime,
Below is the last birthday photo that we have of you. It is on your 14th birthday. Today should be your 23rd birthday. Today is the 9th year that we are honoring your memory and remembering you as the always laughing, always talking, always active, always dancing, always family and dog loving, and just the most amazing daughter who is missed every second of every day.
At your funeral, I talked about how you were the energy in our house and in every room that you went into. It is a fact that those who knew you knew that you had this amazing ability to always talk and to always say important and thoughtful things. We miss your amazing and powerful voice always. We miss your constant laughter.
I wonder what you would have been like now. I miss not getting to see you growing up, hearing about times with your friends and living your best life with them, having boyfriends, and pursuing your career as a pediatric physical therapist. I wonder if you would have met your life goal of full-time work and marriage by the age of 25. Without question, we know you would have had at least one dog in your house. Without question, we know you would have been using your voice as a voice for good and for those with differing abilities.
Those who were lucky enough to know you knew that your favorite color was orange. The meaning of orange in our life did not begin because of gun violence, it was genuinely your favorite color. The idea that your favorite color was also the recognized color of the gun violence prevention movement is just a tragic reality that we live with every day. Before your funeral, your studio dance sisters got together and made thousands of orange ribbons for us to give out at the funeral. While delivering your eulogy I said “I was never a voice in the gun violence debate before, but I will be now. With you by my side, I will fight. For those of you who do not know me and what I can be like when I take on a cause, I will be relentless. This will be my life’s cause going forward. The Orange Ribbon Movement started by Jaime’s beautiful sisters in Parkland Florida has become the rallying cry for the fight against gun violence.”
Approximately two weeks after the funeral, on a visit to Home Depot while wearing my orange ribbon, I was informed by another customer that orange was the color of the gun safety movement. It was a connection that I did not know of before this. It was not lost on me that the Home Depot sign is also orange. I truly took this as a sign from you, Jaime. The movement had a color, but it did not have a symbol. You were showing me the way Jaime. On that day, I said to mom that I want to make the orange ribbon the symbol of the gun violence prevention movement and to do it in your name. That was the day that we decided to begin our foundation Orange Ribbons for Jaime. The following week, I gave out thousands of orange ribbons at the march in DC and the connection of the orange ribbon to this movement began. I hope that nobody ever forgets going forward that when they see people wearing an orange ribbon because of gun violence, that is because of you Jaime, and the work of our foundation in your name. Your name will always be remembered.
In the early years of our foundation, the focus was on educating the country on why gun violence happens, making sure that the orange ribbon was becoming the symbol of this movement, and in supporting causes important to you and what you fought for, even at the age of 14. Over the years, our foundation started to focus more heavily on causes important to you in life and on our work to support survivors and families affected by gun violence. That is the pure focus of Orange Ribbons for Jaime today.
Jaime, I will be forever moved by the reality that your name is connected to the now recognized symbol for gun violence prevention. I will be forever grateful to those who allowed us into their lives and who we were able to support. Mom and I will struggle more today because it is your birthday. However, we will find purpose and meaning. Your amazing mom made blessing bags with all sorts of goodies, and we will drive around and spend the day giving out the blessing bags to those who are unhoused and less fortunate. Simply put, Jaime, you lived your short life always helping others and that is what we will do today.
We are proud of the work that we do to honor Jaime through our foundation Orange Ribbons for Jaime. If you are so inclined, please check out our website and if possible, please make a donation.
https://t.co/qGAmrDMQRe
Happy 23rd birthday Jaime. We love and miss you every second of every day.
Sam Neill (2025): “It’s not a happy place, America, and I wasn’t happy there. I’m interested in the condition of America now. It beggars belief what’s happening there now. When you hear a slogan like Make America Great Again, it makes a sort of weird sense because America could be great again, but at community level. Not with sort of strange billionaires making weird decisions”
As with many elected officials I protected for nearly two decades as a police officer, my interactions with him were limited, I do remember when he and I were alone in a elevator and he pretended he didn’t know who I was after my congregational testimony. I will never forget his betrayal to me and my colleagues.
Pro tip from a friend with bison: if the tail starts wagging vigorously, trouble is on the way. When the tail goes straight up, it's too late, trouble has arrived. Watch the tail.
Life is strange. One minute you're smiling and holding a weapon designed to tear human bodies apart, the next day you're laying on a slab in a temperature controlled room while half the world dances in celebration.
Here's the last public photo of Mitch and the one his office just released.
Compare them side by side.
Look at the sunken cheeks.
NO WAY IS THIS PHOTO LEGIT. 😡
Ding dong, the Mitch is dead and we’ve got the AI slop to prove it. They used a photo from 2023 and added some details from 2026 using AI to try to prove Mitch McConnell is alive. The GOP is gonna pull a “Weekend at Mitch’s” for as long as they can to avoid a special election.