I feel like death warmed

by John Cole| February 25, 20022:36 pm| Leave a Comment

I feel like death warmed over. Do not expect a lot of postings today. Apparently there are two forms of the flu ravaging my campus- the first is the chest cold sinus one, the other involves vomiting and other unpleasantness involving a different orifice.

I have both.

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Let me eat cake. The rest of you could stand to lose some weight, frankly.

“Loving your country does not mean lying about its history.”

Our job is not to persuade republicans but to defeat them.

Republican speaker of the house Mike Johnson is the bland and smiling face of evil.

You passed on an opportunity to be offended? What are you even doing here?

Wow, you are pre-disappointed. How surprising.

People are weird.

If ‘weird’ was the finish line, they ran through the tape and kept running.

Their shamelessness is their super power.

You cannot shame the shameless.

They punch you in the face and then start crying because their fist hurts.

The most dangerous place for a black man in America is in a white man’s imagination.

If rights aren’t universal, they are privilege, not rights.

I see no possible difficulties whatsoever with this fool-proof plan.

There is no compromise when it comes to body autonomy. You either have it or you do not.

They love authoritarianism, but only when they get to be the authoritarians.

Since we are repeating ourselves, let me just say fuck that.

If senate republicans had any shame, they’d die of it.

My right to basic bodily autonomy is not on the table. that’s the new deal.

“They all knew.”

Museums are not America’s attic for its racist shit.

Is it irresponsible to speculate? It is irresponsible not to.

Incompetence, fear, or corruption? why not all three?

It is possible to do the right thing without the promise of a cookie.

I feel like death warmed