In further news: 30% of Americans are completely fucked in the head.
Film at eleven.

Sounds like your teams and my teams should get together and go bowling.

Admittedly, speaking out of ignorance, but it seems that if the artist signed a contract to perform at a particular venue, and then they change the venue in such a way that reasonably suggests a philosophical view, the artist has cause to say the contract signed isn't being honored by the promoter.

Seems like Anonymous has been nothing but a decade and half of a few Fawkes masked keyboard warriors telling us they are legion and that the oligarch can 'expect' them at any time.

Any time would be great.
Feel free to be all 'legion' at any moment there, Anonymous.

I miss McNab.

It's a sustained, sick feeling in the gut.
It's not only astoundingly cruel, it's unbelievably embarrassing.
We are in psychological Hell over here.
Many feel it existentially.

It's shocking to live with so many gullible (at best), and sadistic community members.

Repeated propaganda works.

It's fair to say he hates us too.

What, Jim's tired of 'winning' already?

As I understand it, a musical analog could be how jazz was raised on 'Rhythm Changes,' the art of taking common roots for songs ("I Got Rhythm" being the paradigm example) and then improvising over those chordal progressions.

Seems all of creative expression is built from relational foundations.

You're most welcome.
However I'm only saying it how I honestly see it.

"I said we cut off your Johnson!"

Dear NPR, I know budgets are tight now. But headline editors are very important.

For example, your headline contains a typo. You misspelled, 'Convicted Felon Who Brags About Being a Sexual Predator and Has a Thousand FBI Agents Scrubbing His Name Out of the Epstein Files.'

Gestapo tactics.

I remember well, screaming at Patrick Roy to, 'Get back in your HOME!!!!!'

Say that shit in the center of a pit of people that lost their homes after the 2008 sub-prime mortgage bullshit.

Maybe if people had faced real consequences, Bessent would be a differently flavored asshole.

Undoubtedly paying tribute to the definitive "Cosmic Slop," from the Hardcore Jollies version of the tune.

Nicely done, M-W, way to keep it on the 'one.'

Cereal, make a book.

<3

I've heard the interesting observation about his horrible handshake bruises contrasted with the remarkably resilient healing powers (against bullets, etc.) of his ears.