I looked it up. It still isn’t a word I would use in conversation or writing. I’ll bet George Will has a place for it.
Right after Charlottesville the tiki torch makers went all out to distance themselves from Nazis and Klansmen. Some things just can’t be erased.
Way back in the day I read Doonesbury in a local paper. Ron Reagan gave Frank Sinatra the Medal of Freedom, Gary Trudeau did a comic of a photo featuring Sinatra and a group of underworld figures captioned “I did it my way.” The papers owner, a rampant conservative, dropped the strip and I was not able to read Doonesbury until I discovered this site. I enjoy the opportunity to fill in the blanks.
I vaguely remember a satirical video of the last living Israeli fighting the last living Palestinian. Two guys rolling around in a pile of rubble. I got nothing to say about it. It’s what I think of whenever this happens.
Since Jan. 6 their mascot has been a looney nitwit in coyote tails and horns.
I honestly have learned to live without restaurant food in the same way I have gotten used to wearing a mask. I’ve never worked in a restaurant because I was lucky enough to gained a skill set that put me in a better tax bracket. Everything I’ve heard about that sort of work, however, makes me glad I didn’t have to go that route.
I wouldn’t hardly know Fox news existed if it weren’t for The Daily Show.
This guy needs to get an imagination.
In 1969 Pennsylvania passed a motorcycle helmet law. I got a ticket for not riding with a helmet that year. I can’t remember the year but the Pennsylvania Legislature caved to pressure and revoked the helmet law. Fatalities went up. Duh!