Doesn’t matter anymore. Didn’t read past the headline, so I didn’t realize the real appointee for Secretary of Education is actually the wife of the strut-around/smell-money/fall-over-in-his-chair wrestling dude from the memes.

Next up on FarceNews: Trump’s newest picks to include Cap’n Crunch (Secretary of Defense), Scrooge McDuck (Treasury), and Smokey the Bear (Education).

What about my practicing the Art of the Blade™?

See it more like “preventing a website whose owner refuses to comply withEuropean law from operating in the EU”.

“It puts the burger in its mouth or else it gets the hose again.”

Booo

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Yeah, but they do it correctly.

This explanation sounds very reasonable, and it makes me feel even more disgusted.

What the actual f-

uck is up with th-

e hyphenation?

Fun idea: Flood their contact addresses with fake applications and fake credentials like certificates with high scores on made-up IQ tests or Mensa membership cards.

I want to believe this, too. But considering how there are smart people clubs with upwards of 50,000 members in the US that treat “passing” an IQ test as their sole entry criterion, I am sure there are some. Not all who have intelligence also have the wisdom to use it well.

California is the USA in a bottle. You got progressive cities, conservative suburbs, rural areas and industrial hotspots, poor folks as well as the obscenely rich. Ronald Reagan was Governor in California for 8 years before becoming the blueprint of conservative candidates for the presidency.

You must gather your congregation before venturing forth!

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It’s colossally stupid.

It’s called a patina, and it’s an intended side-effect of repeated use that increases performance.

White: ✋

Transparent: 👈

Can you please tell your entire generation to get it together worldwide? That’d be great, thanks.

Leaving this here just in case: /s

Republicans: The only thing that can make us lose is election interference.

Elon: You have my sword.

Republicans: Wait, no…