or Can You Break the Law to Save It? Some questions, you just shouldn’t ask. Is there such a thing as absolute truth? Of course there isn’t. But also, OF COURSE THERE IS. According to what we both mean by truth, and the rules we all agree to
the universal and timeless refrain of the fool Xenophobia is not confusing. We know why it is in the human brain. It’s in every human brain. Latent in some, outward-facing in others. It’s a thought that we have. The question is – do you combat that thought with logic?
They never have. yet. the following advocates for a particular consideration in (hopefully) near-future Constitutional amendments: better, broader consideration. (at least at first) TO STRAIGHT, MARRIED MEN: Would you ever tell your wife that you don't care what she thinks about important topics? (I would not recommend doing
and I wish he would retire. This time it was only the flu that sent Senator Mitch McConnell of Kentucky, the American ALPHA MALE of Senators since 2000, to the hospital. Glad they are being cautious with him. Because Senator McConnell appears to be quite fragile. And that's
scalia's big jump THE RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS SHALL NOT BE INFRINGED. Man, doesn't that sound bad*ss? I'm honestly ready to run through the wall right now just reading that. But fortunately for my landlord, that's not what the Second Amendment
DID EPSTEIN KILL HIMSELF? whoa golly... epigraph: no one can ever know a thing to be true with 100% certainty. ever. (What follows is not an assertion about what happened, but an exploration of why certain speculative narratives feel psychologically compelling in a world where elite power is opaque.) On
he'd be the best at any time During Lincoln's time, do you really think people didn't say all the same stuff we hear now? "That's outrageous." "You're an idiot." "You want to ruin my life.
on martyrs nailed to American crosses I see a future Where Renee Good and Trayvon Martin and George Floyd and Alex Pretti and Harvey Milk and Malcolm X and Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and others (and I'll listen to the idea of Charlie Kirk - I don&
and i still want to sing (borrowing a poem from Lloyd Stone and Georgia Harkness) I still want to sing, and This is my song, Oh God of all the nations, A song of peace for lands afar and mine. This is my home, the country where my heart is;
but it's dying of mange. a poem (to be delivered by military or civilian airplanes. Printed on paper. To float down from the sky. On the Oblasts) To the proud, beautiful, scared Bearpeople of Russia: Mr. Putin has sharpened your fearsome claws. And he's filled the
Down is down a poem Up is up Down is down Smile is smile Frown is frown Love is love Hate is hate Here is here Late is late Blue is blue Green is green Vag is vag Peen is peen. And yet; Things contain multitudes and gradations, degrees and
but he is the worst a poem His goons are bad But he is the worst. But he would be nothing without them; Cut off the head.[i] Kill the full beast.[ii] Don’t let this become a Pogrom.[iii] [i] proverbial [ii] Id. [iii] Id.