Ben McClellan
@benmcclellan.bsky.social
CPhT/essential employee, observational humorist, writer. Liberal. Detroit born, Chicago raised, Indiana (Evansville) resident. Button down mind. I'm still on Twitter, if it helps any.
#resist #bluewave
#resist #bluewave
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Trump's approval ratings are tanking. He's flailing on the economy. Epstein haunts him. Republicans are beginning to revolt against him.
He's not all powerful.
A tyrant can exercise tyranny only insofar as the objects of his tyranny continue to allow it.
Remember this.
He's not all powerful.
A tyrant can exercise tyranny only insofar as the objects of his tyranny continue to allow it.
Remember this.
December 12, 2025 at 5:45 PM
Trump's approval ratings are tanking. He's flailing on the economy. Epstein haunts him. Republicans are beginning to revolt against him.
He's not all powerful.
A tyrant can exercise tyranny only insofar as the objects of his tyranny continue to allow it.
Remember this.
He's not all powerful.
A tyrant can exercise tyranny only insofar as the objects of his tyranny continue to allow it.
Remember this.
"Why are most people so rude on Reddit?"
I don't even need to click on that to know at least three people were obnoxious in their answers.
I don't even need to click on that to know at least three people were obnoxious in their answers.
December 12, 2025 at 1:19 PM
"Why are most people so rude on Reddit?"
I don't even need to click on that to know at least three people were obnoxious in their answers.
I don't even need to click on that to know at least three people were obnoxious in their answers.
"If you could talk to yourself from ten years ago for five minutes, what do you think would happen?"
I may warn my past self of a few things, but I don't know if me from 2015 would take it that seriously.
But, if we must...
1. Forget about Jan, she just strung you along for years...
I may warn my past self of a few things, but I don't know if me from 2015 would take it that seriously.
But, if we must...
1. Forget about Jan, she just strung you along for years...
December 12, 2025 at 7:03 AM
"If you could talk to yourself from ten years ago for five minutes, what do you think would happen?"
I may warn my past self of a few things, but I don't know if me from 2015 would take it that seriously.
But, if we must...
1. Forget about Jan, she just strung you along for years...
I may warn my past self of a few things, but I don't know if me from 2015 would take it that seriously.
But, if we must...
1. Forget about Jan, she just strung you along for years...
Really didn't want to, but I just reactivated my Facebook dating profile.
I don't know if this time will be any more successful than the last. Then again, last time. I thought I had met someone amazing, and she went no contact after our third date.
I don't know if this time will be any more successful than the last. Then again, last time. I thought I had met someone amazing, and she went no contact after our third date.
December 12, 2025 at 2:21 AM
Really didn't want to, but I just reactivated my Facebook dating profile.
I don't know if this time will be any more successful than the last. Then again, last time. I thought I had met someone amazing, and she went no contact after our third date.
I don't know if this time will be any more successful than the last. Then again, last time. I thought I had met someone amazing, and she went no contact after our third date.
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Found...somewhere. They ain't wrong.
December 11, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Found...somewhere. They ain't wrong.
Tonight you'll be visited by three spirits
December 11, 2025 at 5:04 AM
Tonight you'll be visited by three spirits
Probably the best gag I have thought up in a long time.
December 10, 2025 at 1:08 AM
Probably the best gag I have thought up in a long time.
I have to admit that I still feel attacked whenever I see the Chevrolet HHR mentioned in any discussion about terrible, or just visually unpleasant cars.
A silver one was my main ride for over a decade. A few of you may remember it.
A silver one was my main ride for over a decade. A few of you may remember it.
December 9, 2025 at 5:15 AM
I have to admit that I still feel attacked whenever I see the Chevrolet HHR mentioned in any discussion about terrible, or just visually unpleasant cars.
A silver one was my main ride for over a decade. A few of you may remember it.
A silver one was my main ride for over a decade. A few of you may remember it.
That uncomfortable moment when someone refers to 2009-10 as "back then".
It CAN'T be that long, can it?
It CAN'T be that long, can it?
December 9, 2025 at 1:05 AM
That uncomfortable moment when someone refers to 2009-10 as "back then".
It CAN'T be that long, can it?
It CAN'T be that long, can it?
It's unfortunate that he will never give a straight answer to that question, and will probably start verbally attacking the reporter who asked, regardless of gender.
It is newsworthy that the president of the United States is increasingly verbally abusive of women reporters and he should be asked about it.
December 9, 2025 at 12:58 AM
It's unfortunate that he will never give a straight answer to that question, and will probably start verbally attacking the reporter who asked, regardless of gender.
Autocorrect plagued a Reddit user earlier...
Somehow, "poor table manners" was changed into "poor table manures".
This gaffe did NOT go unnoticed! 🤣
Somehow, "poor table manners" was changed into "poor table manures".
This gaffe did NOT go unnoticed! 🤣
December 8, 2025 at 8:11 PM
Autocorrect plagued a Reddit user earlier...
Somehow, "poor table manners" was changed into "poor table manures".
This gaffe did NOT go unnoticed! 🤣
Somehow, "poor table manners" was changed into "poor table manures".
This gaffe did NOT go unnoticed! 🤣
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RIP, Scott Richardson, vocalist of Detroit psych-prog group SRC. Wrote about their fantastic 1968 debut album earlier this year.
jivetimerecords.com/2025/03/src-...
jivetimerecords.com/2025/03/src-...
SRC “SRC” (Capitol, 1968) | Jive Time Records
Any Detroit rock group operating in the late ’60s inevitably worked in the towering shadows of the Stooges and the MC5—to say nothing of Motown and its Great White Hope, Rare Earth. So, even though SR...
jivetimerecords.com
December 8, 2025 at 5:24 AM
RIP, Scott Richardson, vocalist of Detroit psych-prog group SRC. Wrote about their fantastic 1968 debut album earlier this year.
jivetimerecords.com/2025/03/src-...
jivetimerecords.com/2025/03/src-...
From r/antiwork: "My job keeps adding “just one more thing” to my role and I’m starting to lose it".
Less than fifty comments, and not a single reference to Columbo. Looks like it's up to me.
Less than fifty comments, and not a single reference to Columbo. Looks like it's up to me.
a man talking on a phone with the words " oh there 's just one more thing sir " below him
ALT: a man talking on a phone with the words " oh there 's just one more thing sir " below him
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December 8, 2025 at 2:01 AM
From r/antiwork: "My job keeps adding “just one more thing” to my role and I’m starting to lose it".
Less than fifty comments, and not a single reference to Columbo. Looks like it's up to me.
Less than fifty comments, and not a single reference to Columbo. Looks like it's up to me.
Too bad that Dan Cortese has already laid claim to that.
"I LOVE this place!!"
"I LOVE this place!!"
December 7, 2025 at 2:39 PM
Too bad that Dan Cortese has already laid claim to that.
"I LOVE this place!!"
"I LOVE this place!!"
Last night, I found that I can restore deleted contacts and text messages to my phone.
Not sure why I did it; I will probably never hear from her ever again. But there's always that one flicker of hope...
Not sure why I did it; I will probably never hear from her ever again. But there's always that one flicker of hope...
December 7, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Last night, I found that I can restore deleted contacts and text messages to my phone.
Not sure why I did it; I will probably never hear from her ever again. But there's always that one flicker of hope...
Not sure why I did it; I will probably never hear from her ever again. But there's always that one flicker of hope...
I made chicken and dumplings for the first time earlier tonight, and they turned out quite good.
Plus, they beat sitting in a restaurant lobby for over an hour waiting for a table to open up on a Saturday night, too.
Plus, they beat sitting in a restaurant lobby for over an hour waiting for a table to open up on a Saturday night, too.
December 7, 2025 at 1:13 AM
I made chicken and dumplings for the first time earlier tonight, and they turned out quite good.
Plus, they beat sitting in a restaurant lobby for over an hour waiting for a table to open up on a Saturday night, too.
Plus, they beat sitting in a restaurant lobby for over an hour waiting for a table to open up on a Saturday night, too.
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WOW! AN HONOR! — GCN
December 6, 2025 at 4:16 AM
WOW! AN HONOR! — GCN
I'm now convinced I will never get any response at this point.
Which is a real shame, since I thought we had hit it off pretty well in person, and I genuinely really liked her.
And I wish I knew what or where things went wrong. Doubt I ever will know.
Which is a real shame, since I thought we had hit it off pretty well in person, and I genuinely really liked her.
And I wish I knew what or where things went wrong. Doubt I ever will know.
Sent a text. No response yet.
Instead, I had a nap on the couch and dreamed that she was bombarding me with nonstop texts that I couldn't keep up with. And I was dreaming that I was also napping on the couch, too.
Meta.
Instead, I had a nap on the couch and dreamed that she was bombarding me with nonstop texts that I couldn't keep up with. And I was dreaming that I was also napping on the couch, too.
Meta.
December 5, 2025 at 1:57 AM
I'm now convinced I will never get any response at this point.
Which is a real shame, since I thought we had hit it off pretty well in person, and I genuinely really liked her.
And I wish I knew what or where things went wrong. Doubt I ever will know.
Which is a real shame, since I thought we had hit it off pretty well in person, and I genuinely really liked her.
And I wish I knew what or where things went wrong. Doubt I ever will know.
That moment when it's one of your Facebook friends' birthday, but there are two complications:
1. You can only wish them a happy birthday by sending them a private message.
2. He's been deceased for a few years, so you'll never get a response.
Yeah, not at all a comfortable situation.
1. You can only wish them a happy birthday by sending them a private message.
2. He's been deceased for a few years, so you'll never get a response.
Yeah, not at all a comfortable situation.
December 4, 2025 at 2:07 PM
That moment when it's one of your Facebook friends' birthday, but there are two complications:
1. You can only wish them a happy birthday by sending them a private message.
2. He's been deceased for a few years, so you'll never get a response.
Yeah, not at all a comfortable situation.
1. You can only wish them a happy birthday by sending them a private message.
2. He's been deceased for a few years, so you'll never get a response.
Yeah, not at all a comfortable situation.
From r/Teachers:
"In a cold climate ... Snow gear is mandatory all winter. It's the same as asking 'what if a child comes to school without shoes' or 'what if a child comes to school in their underwear'"
That last part is just you being in the kid's really awkward dream he/she's having.
"In a cold climate ... Snow gear is mandatory all winter. It's the same as asking 'what if a child comes to school without shoes' or 'what if a child comes to school in their underwear'"
That last part is just you being in the kid's really awkward dream he/she's having.
December 4, 2025 at 3:34 AM
From r/Teachers:
"In a cold climate ... Snow gear is mandatory all winter. It's the same as asking 'what if a child comes to school without shoes' or 'what if a child comes to school in their underwear'"
That last part is just you being in the kid's really awkward dream he/she's having.
"In a cold climate ... Snow gear is mandatory all winter. It's the same as asking 'what if a child comes to school without shoes' or 'what if a child comes to school in their underwear'"
That last part is just you being in the kid's really awkward dream he/she's having.
You may think it's annoying to see people talk about being "ghosted" by somebody else...but when it happens to you?
Only then do you truly understand.
What's worst is never knowing what you did (or didn't) so or say wrong.
Only then do you truly understand.
What's worst is never knowing what you did (or didn't) so or say wrong.
December 4, 2025 at 1:29 AM
You may think it's annoying to see people talk about being "ghosted" by somebody else...but when it happens to you?
Only then do you truly understand.
What's worst is never knowing what you did (or didn't) so or say wrong.
Only then do you truly understand.
What's worst is never knowing what you did (or didn't) so or say wrong.
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As a kid I thought he was cool just for being in the Blues Brothers, I later found out that was about 1% of why he was awesome. RIP
A giant. One of the greats. Rest In Peace, Steve Cropper. www.nytimes.com/2025/12/03/a...
Steve Cropper, Guitarist, Songwriter and a Shaper of Memphis Soul Music
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December 4, 2025 at 12:22 AM
As a kid I thought he was cool just for being in the Blues Brothers, I later found out that was about 1% of why he was awesome. RIP
Sent a text. No response yet.
Instead, I had a nap on the couch and dreamed that she was bombarding me with nonstop texts that I couldn't keep up with. And I was dreaming that I was also napping on the couch, too.
Meta.
Instead, I had a nap on the couch and dreamed that she was bombarding me with nonstop texts that I couldn't keep up with. And I was dreaming that I was also napping on the couch, too.
Meta.
December 3, 2025 at 5:43 AM
Sent a text. No response yet.
Instead, I had a nap on the couch and dreamed that she was bombarding me with nonstop texts that I couldn't keep up with. And I was dreaming that I was also napping on the couch, too.
Meta.
Instead, I had a nap on the couch and dreamed that she was bombarding me with nonstop texts that I couldn't keep up with. And I was dreaming that I was also napping on the couch, too.
Meta.