This may be one of the greatest opening lines in blog history:
You got your French Fries, which are soaked in grease, and your French Toast, which is soaked in eggs, and your French Cooperation, which is soaked in sanctimony.
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Come for the politics, stay for the snark.
Putin must be throwing ketchup at the walls.
You can’t attract Republican voters. You can only out organize them.
Consistently wrong since 2002
The cruelty is the point; the law be damned.
You cannot shame the shameless.
Whoever he was, that guy was nuts.
I really should read my own blog.
Russian mouthpiece, go fuck yourself.
Nothing worth doing is easy.
Is it irresponsible to speculate? It is irresponsible not to.
When your entire life is steeped in white supremacy, equality feels like discrimination.
Black Jesus loves a paper trail.
We cannot abandon the truth and remain a free nation.
Everybody saw this coming.
They traffic in fear. it is their only currency. if we are fearful, they are winning.
People are complicated. Love is not.
We still have time to mess this up!
Insiders who complain to politico: please report to the white house office of shut the fuck up.
I’d try pessimism, but it probably wouldn’t work.
Too often we confuse noise with substance. too often we confuse setbacks with defeat.
If you tweet it in all caps, that makes it true!
The party of Reagan has become the party of Putin.
The willow is too close to the house.
I see no possible difficulties whatsoever with this fool-proof plan.
