- NPR tweeted the Declaration of Independence. Ignorami and snowflakes were offended.
- Finding the spiritual meaning in Harry Potter. Um. Okay. I can see Rowling put it in there (return from the dead, guardian figures from the beyond, immortal evil, perseverence against overwhelming darkness, etc.), but … um.
- Utah. Strange place. But at least the “Zion curtain” between restaurant patrons and bartenders is finally falling.
- A California gun store owner sues PayPal, Stripe, and Square under a state civil rights law.
- You’ve heard about your “duty” to v*te. Or to perform some kind of national service, military or otherwise. Now here’s a creative one: your “duty” to serve time in a maximum-security prison.
- Billy Nye. You’ve almost got to pity the poor guy. Almost, but not quite. He has fallen a long and desperate way since his days as the engaging “Science Guy.”
- Spam. No, not the Internet kind. The canned version. It’s 80 years old this month. (And no jokes about how that explains its taste, okay?)
- Winners of great photoshop battles. Love that first one.
- Fifteen fails for the @WeRateDogs Twitter account. 🙂
Spam. No, not the Internet kind. The canned version. It’s 80 years old this month. (And no jokes about how that explains its taste, okay?)
Somebody had to post this in response:
https://youtu.be/anwy2MPT5RE
🙂
The German Shepherd on ice would make a great shadow painting, Claire.
Hate to admit it but I loved Spam. A couple of years ago I tried it again, and was surprised to find I still liked it. (It doesn’t like me though, because I can’t tolerate nitrites now.)
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I’ve got a shelf full of Spam and eat it regularly. Wonderful stuff fried up with fresh eggs and fresh-baked bread.
Seriously, I never get tired of it. And never have to worry about it going bad on the shelf.
The flavored varieties though…(shudder) They take a good thing and just ruin it.
A bunch of Trumpkins failed to recognise a Founding Document, misunderstood and misapplied its positions on everything from military adventurism to the alleged social contract, yet somehow still managed to pick out the bits which most accurately and unflatteringly described their febrile God-Emperor.
What a shocker.
I’m surprised Sean Hannity hasn’t mistakenly connected the Declaration to Daesh, dumbass hooplehead that he is.
My favorite snack has Spam beat by a few years;
http://www.viennabeef.com/history-hot-dog-culture
Them & a few crackers with a coke cola; life don’t get much better!
Spam was a heckofalot better than some of the other things we got as combat field chow. C-Ration cans of scrambled eggs, or the LRRP freeze-dried chili con carne, for instance.
Not a bad source of protein in a survival stash.
A bunch of Trumpkins failed to recognize a Founding Document…
“Trumpkins” read National Public Radio? The end times are here.
So the theory is that if you make citizens from gated communities share a cell with Bruno the Maximum Security Prisoner for a month, they’ll want to improve Bruno’s lifestyle.
I’m thinking there may be an unintended consequence or two.
In a college English Lit class one of the smarter students waxed eloquent about the Deeper Meanings in a reading. After being praised by the professor, he confessed that the reading was a paragraph from a science text. Luckily the prof saw the humor.
The idiotic reactions to the DOI serve as another example of the low quality of education in the US.