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I am Now the Proud Father

Of an 8-month old cat/kitten whom I have named Tunch (after Tunch Ilkin, a former Steeler lineman). I had played with him for an hour last week while I was at the pound, because I wanted to make sure I got an ornery fellow. I also have to have ‘the look’ (pet owners know what I mean) from an animal, to know we are gonna be a good fit. At any rate, Tunch is now tear-assing around my house like he is hopped up on something. I guess the first time out of a cage is kind of liberating. If you would like to see a picture of Tunch, you can go here. He is the third cat down.

And he is ornery. I never knew I had so many fun things in my house until I brought him home.

*** Update ***

This cat owns. He tore around my house for five hours, ignored every toy I bought him, and then attacked a coca cola lid for 20 minutes. He then raced around the house for another hour, and collapsed on top of a heap of clothes. Dig it.

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

The republican ‘Pastor’ of the House is an odious authoritarian little creep.

American history and black history cannot be separated.

Oh FFS you might as well trust a 6-year-old with a flamethrower.

Consistently wrong since 2002

Never give a known liar the benefit of the doubt.

The lights are all blinking red.

Fuck these fucking interesting times.

We do not need to pander to people who do not like what we stand for.

If you still can’t see these things even now, maybe politics isn’t your forte and you should stop writing about it.

Hell hath no fury like a farmer bankrupted.

When your entire life is steeped in white supremacy, equality feels like discrimination.

Republicans don’t lie to be believed, they lie to be repeated.

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

Never entrust democracy to any process that requires Republicans to act in good faith.

I really should read my own blog.

Let there be snark.

It is not hopeless, and we are not helpless.

They traffic in fear. it is their only currency. if we are fearful, they are winning.

Black Jesus loves a paper trail.

Oppose, oppose, oppose. do not congratulate. this is not business as usual.

Welcome to day five of every-bit-as-bad-as-you-thought-it-would-be.

They don’t have outfits that big. nor codpieces that small.

Humiliatingly small and eclipsed by the derision of millions.

I am Now the Proud