That which took nearly two and a half centuries to build is being deconstructed before our eyes.
The way to win now is to claim that you can't win because the system is rigged. People eat it up.
Concern with potential vulnerabilities and historical red flags about electoral fraud has become a certainty, an article of anti-faith, be you a Sanders, Abrams, or Trump fan.
I don't want to sound hysterical about the future of <scare quotes> Our Democracy, but just to point out that calling the system rigged is another way of saying you don't know how that system works -- and it's a self-fulfilling self-justification.
I understand that Lewis Hamilton is arguably the top two of the modern era, but the GOAT stuff is a bit of a stretch.
Also, Senna deserves special mention not because he's dead, but because he made use of the engine specs in a technically observable way. He blipped through the corners in a way that nobody else did. He understood the specs as nobody else did.
That is a particular, adaptive genius. But still, if Jim Clark had been around longer, he would have won in literally anything he drove, just as he did before he died pointlessly.
It's the Platonic version of the Left and the Right echoing each other.
Fugazi is like U2, like the turn that U2 took, and Fugazi took the harder turn. If that makes sense. Which it probably doesn't, because I am medicated.
Nothing says respect for process and democratic institutions like thousands of grown-ass men cosplaying in paramilitary costumes.
Meanwhile, YouTube is trying to foist Epoch Times bullshit on me. Fuck all the way off.
Fortunately, NBC is broadcasting three hours of the IMSA season finale at Sebring -- just so I don't completely lose my mind watching more than five minutes of tinfoil patriots with more Trump flags than American flags.
"There are lots of field staff who had a tried and true way of asking questions and they were doing what they were used to doing."
--former BLS commissioner
"I don't imagine the forecasting methodology is quite equipped for this level of crazy."
--me, yesterday
One of my tasks in my former job was to provide BLS with a head count each month, as many thousands of people in the private sector do. I had a sneaking suspicion that the usual and customary was going to groan under the strain of the shutdown.
Please bear in mind through all of this that the reason Dear Leader is particularly losing his shit right now has a name: Firtash.
If reporters stop acting as aggregating stenographers, get over their fear of dioxin, and follow the Firtash rabbit hole where it leads, they might deserve the name journalists.