Pick a 2022 senate race right now. Clear out the guest room for it. Buy it a nice leash and chew toys. Make a commitment, right now, to find it a loving democratic home.
Unless we magically wrangle a tie, which doesn’t look likely, we are not going to be able to reverse the executive power binge because an R senate, I guarantee you, will not appoint a single dem nominee. To any position. So Biden will have to do the same shit trump has.
Yes, the people he makes “acting” Secretary of whatever will actually be qualified experts, but they still will not be legitimized by the senate because the GOP senate will continue to refuse to behave like actual senators. We needed to be able to reinstate congressional norms.
It’s weird I also don’t need notes when I plan to refuse to answer any questions.
I don’t even need to write “JESSICA, REMEMBER DONALD TOLD YOU NOT TO ANSWER ANYTHING BECAUSE IT LITERALLY DOESNT MATTER, WE WILL SHOVE YOU INTO THAT SEAT EVEN IF YOU CLAIM YOU NEED TO ‘LOOK INTO’ WHAT YOUR OWN MIDDLE NAME IS”
On the one hand thank god. On the other, sure is depressing to look at the blatant misogyny that put trump here to begin with, and how easily that’s overcome by a white man.
Hillary and Biden’s positions aren’t wildly different. Their backgrounds as politicians aren’t wildly different. Do you gotta ask: what is different enough to cause an 11 point turnaround?
And I’m preaching to the choir, but when I say misogyny I don’t mean incels who openly hate women. I mean all the little stereotypes toward femaleness that’s chip away. Shrillness. Perceived aggression. Perceived ambitiousness. General mistrust. General undervaluing.
It’s late at night and once again I find myself thinking of the Walter Wheat Bunny, a sandwich at UCLA that was, IIRC, honey wheat bread, cream cheese, peanut butter, bananas, pineapple, and I think raisins?
The vegetarian options were VERY slim in 2006 and tbh it was fucking delicious
I can find no trace of this sandwich online, goddamnit
I would’ve blocked the shit out of Socrates. That man could never just let people buy their goddamn fruit or sandals or whatever in peace.
“One bottle of olive oil please”
“You can have two for an extra drachma”
“Excusssssse me, have you considered the philosophical devaluing of labor by offering discounted goods.”
“Oh god that fucking guy again”
I am just exhausted of using twitter for arguments. Discussions? Yes. Thoughtful threads? Yes.
Someone deciding because they slightly disagree with you on a point they’re gonna tweet at you six times to provide them with more evidence?
That’s a Socrates.
So there’s a bit of coronavirus I want to shed a little perspective on as someone with chronic illnesses - the long term effects.
Dying is scary, but we all know that. But I suspect some people without chronic conditions have no idea what it’s like to live with one.
When I was 29, I was in incredible health. I worked out 6 days a week, dancing and jogging and yoga. Starting in February of that year I started to have a series of debilitating health issues that literally just...started one day. Started and never stopped.
When you have a chronic illness there’s two things that take a very long time to get used to . One, doctors can never tell you REALLY how serious it is. You can take every test, you can track symptoms obsessively, and they can’t tell you if what you have is “dangerous.”