Come for the politics, stay for the snark.

You don’t get to peddle hatred on saturday and offer condolences on sunday.

I’d try pessimism, but it probably wouldn’t work.

Proof that we need a blogger ethics panel.

The willow is too close to the house.

A snarling mass of vitriolic jackals

Optimism opens the door to great things.

Within six months Twitter will be fully self-driving.

Republicans are the party of chaos and catastrophe.

We’ve had enough carrots to last a lifetime. break out the sticks.

Damn right I heard that as a threat.

🎶 Those boots were made for mockin’ 🎵

Nothing worth doing is easy.

Prediction: the GOP will rethink its strategy of boycotting future committees.

Conservatism: there are some people the law protects but does not bind and others who the law binds but does not protect.

Shallow, uninformed, and lacking identity

… pundit janitors mopping up after the GOP

Make the republican party small enough to drown in a bathtub.

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

The words do not have to be perfect.

My years-long effort to drive family and friends away has really paid off this year.

Let us savor the impending downfall of lawless scoundrels who richly deserve the trouble barreling their way.

Accused of treason; bitches about the ratings. I am in awe.

“More of this”, i said to the dog.

Jesus, Mary, & Joseph how is that election even close?

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    Elvis Elvisberg

    Morphine “Buena” is a good reason all by itself. Thanks, I didn’t know that existed, and wouldn’t have thought to look for it.

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    Ned Raggett

    Gotta love Morphine. True story — back during Cure for Pain I interviewed ’em for the UC Irvine paper when they were going to play a nighttime show there; Mark Sandman was a considered, dry sort but a good interview for that reason. Met him briefly before the show, thought he was all right.

    Anyway, they start up, and about a few songs in the PA system dies. Well, they think about it a bit, then Sandman asks the small but into-it crowd if they’d be okay without amplification. Everyone agreed and, relying on the band’s own bass amp for that much of it, go ahead and play the rest of their set — no working mikes, nothing else but them. Great show, great attitude. For that reason alone I’ll salute ’em forever, and hope Mark’s shade rests well in whatever musical heaven he ended up in.

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