I blame the 70ish million who decided the whole voting scene just wasn’t for them.

(And the misogyny. Holy shit the misogyny)

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Ah yes, the Chimpambidextrous Fling.

Electoral College: your vote’s power = (People / Arbitrarily Defined Land Area) because fuck you, that’s why.

You can put your vote behind one of them or a trash can. Of the three, which is most likely to be influenced to go the direction you want?

That’s what voting is for.

Genocide is absolutely on the ballot. That lady up there said she’ll do everything in her power to stop the war. You’re advocating for throwing your hands in the air and leaving it to chance. That’s horrifying.

As much as I love that insult (“delusional wishcasting child” is excellent), that’s not me. I’m quite grounded in reality. That reality is as follows:

Even if you became president tomorrow, stabbed a bunch of senators to death, and forced the US to withdraw all military aid from Israel, blood would continue to flow like a river. The U.S. has influence right now. Throwing that influence away would leave Israel seeking other allies, like Russia, who would have no qualms about absolutely ratfucking every living person in the Gaza strip for money and influence.

The reality is that the entire situation is super fucked, has been for a very long time, and won’t magically fix itself by a washing of hands. The least bloody way forward is diplomacy. The fastest path to peace is killing everyone on one side. Israel has no reason (in their insane leadership’s mind) to pursue diplomacy, and the only reason they even pretend to is to make the U.S. happy.

Sure, but a change in behavior can make the latter half of those years a lot more enjoyable. I used to work with nurses and the stories they’d tell of 30/40 somethings living like invalids visiting dialysis clinics three to five times a week is heartbreaking.

even just a heap of “Italian seasoning” thrown in there makes a passable sauce. A can of crushed tomatoes and a can of tomato paste and a handful of Italian seasoning (with salt to taste) and you’ve got a decent college-kid budget sauce.

Didn’t answer the question. The choice is binary at this point. You can support the one person who’s actually said they’ll try and stop it, or you can throw your support in the trash and help the opposition that’s said “Finish the problem” when referring to the people of Palestine.

So your floor here is “throw gas on the fire”. Got it. You admit at best he’ll be the same, and you’re advocating for it. Your stance doesn’t seem sane for someone who wants less pain and suffering.

How does Trump’s “You’ve got to finish the problem” sound? Because to me that’s not vague at all.

Answer one simple question: Do you honestly believe Trump will be better for Palestinians?

I’d pay to watch Kamala swath herself in a U.S. Flag and Homelander Musk straight to oblivion.

They should get Frakes back to do an in-universe version of his Beyond Belief show.

“Ever had all the bones sucked right out of your body?”

To your point: “trump is a human” is a controversial statement.

damn you this one got me good.

Y’all are way too nice. I’m pumping a 60Hz square wave right into that thing at max volume.

I used to help with training sessions at a previous company. We had a computer lab type room, people would spend half a day in there and then I’d lock up after. There were two doors to two different parts of an access-controlled building, so the main door was a key lock, but the rear door was badge access.

I locked the main door, turned to leave through the rear door, saw that a lady had come back through the rear door to get her purse. No big, that’s the door we’re going through to leave anyway, so I move to follow her out.

I turn off the lights by muscle memory as I reach for the door which scares her. She lets out a yelp. I’m apologizing as I move to flick the lights back on

At that exact moment someone came through the front door with their key and saw us standing In close proximity, in a dark room with locked doors. I was already moving to turn the lights back on, so they flick on and we both look guilty as fuck because I’m an awkward IT guy trying to fast talk explain this isn’t what it looks like and she’s got “just got jump scared by this asshole” face.

The only thing that saved me was that I was friends with the HR manager that had just walked in, and about 40 years younger than the lady with the purse. I’m sure had it been any other of the women in the class I’d have been in an HR meeting.

Two other coworkers were caught getting it on in that room a few months later.

If you’re reading this and have never tried this, get some, it’s a religious experience. You might find god. God might be a very sick cat.