@ScottPresler First off, we don't have 20 million illegal immigrants in the US.
Second, they aren't the cause of the housing crisis. That's Larry Fink and those like him in Private Equity that consume property like a parasite and hold onto to create artificial scarcity.
@alamodrafthouse hey, if you're going to make us use our phones to order can you at least put it in the fucking app and link it with Google/Apple payment methods instead of digging around for a credit card in a dark theater. Seriously, come on.
@dc_mma oof... Man... you fucked up 🤣😂
Fortunately for you someone will do something dumber tomorrow, it'll probably be Trump.
Rest assured, you're off the Christmas Card list and on the naughty list. Hope you didn't have big plans.
Anyway, enjoy the bread and circuses
To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis:
Show us your laptop.
Show us your iCloud.
Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation.
You won’t.
You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out.
That is not who we are.
My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count.
For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame.
I no longer believe that.
Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us.
And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts.
That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena.
Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next.
Life does not determine our character. It reveals it.
Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next?
We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day.
So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop.
You won’t.
The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing.
That is the only definition that matters.
@lyft@AskLyft when I try to sign up for Lyft Cash Rewards and click the link on the webpage I get an error that it can't open the link. I also don't see the rewards tiers in the app like I used to. What's up? https://t.co/7wpXVEFAhS
@HiltonHonors@HiltonHotels why are you still charging for Internet access? Sure, that 5 bucks a day isn't much but when I'm paying 200 bucks a day to stay in your Hotel, you can throw in the Internet for free.