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lmao @ grassroots. that new yorker article casually mentioned that some exclusive fund raising event in NY of high net worth donors raised like 17 million in the 24 hours after the debate. there is jack shit grass roots about joe’s fundraising model, but i’m sure they mingle those funds with like the 100 idiots that accidentally texted JOE30330 to send $7 and call it all “grass roots”.

even if i wanted his ancient ass to win, it’s been clear a long time that the establishment has all the money it needs from the leisure class. which is why his campaign soliciting broke fucks for $10 is so insulting. i swear, they saw the bernie model as a cash cow and thought “yeah we can do that” not understanding why broke fucks all over the US were throwing $7/mo to sanders’ primary.

in my dreams, i’m dying all the time
then i wake, it’s kaleidoscopic mind
i never meant to hurt you.
i never meant to lie.
so this is goodbye.
this is goodbye.

wow, sorry I was so crappy at being my own cashier, but it’s not like you guys were paying me or providing training.

when I scan my whole meal and it comes up as a single $1.35 side of cole slaw, that’s not my fault or my problem.

I avoid any social events after 8 pm too, but of course I’m not asking people to give me tens of millions of dollars so I can stay in as the head of government.

some kind of animistic elemental thing, but not that like “everything is alive”, pantheistic nature-worship deal. like super specific with names and maybe a harsh cosmology, like conan’s Crom.

like maybe the sun is the eye of an angry, chaotic evil god that is slowly maiming the biosphere like a sadist uses a magnifying glass on ants. or maybe the chief god is a snake that lives in the water and makes it rain/flood and snatches people who get too close to fast moving water.

i have a weird idea of “fun”, but i think a cool religion is one that makes me want to draw something dramatic and crazy.

in college, after class, i used to practice wrestling moves with my neighbor in his bedroom dojo. just 2-3 hours a day, then a quick shower together where sometimes we had gay sex, before going home to study and read the bible with my dad.

trust me, i would know if i was gay.

plane tickets are a gamble. you pay for seat upgrades to guarantee you get them on a full flight. i, an adversarial asshole, never pay for anything more than a random spot at booking. 95% of the time, it does not work out in my favor. i get the shittiest seat. but i save that $20-40 and i can use it for something else that i might actually enjoy for a while.

every once in a while, i get a good one. and it feel’s almost as good as watching this loser whine about getting outplayed.

i drive a car with a key. like the kind you insert into the ignition and turn. i was giving somebody from work a ride the other day, and they were like, “wow, i haven’t seen one of those in a while!”

i know i’ll probably have to do the FOB thing eventually (because the future is when every simple mechanism requires a battery), but i would refuse anything that needed my phone. yes, let’s make the cell phone, the device that has 10-20X’d in price in 15 years and become the near-universal tether to work, identity, and payment become the single point of failure that renders one completely fucked if broken, stolen, lost, or drained.

people who bazinga over shit like this are people who confuse being dependent on a technology with understanding a technology.

at the certified and approved service desk with the dealership, where you can pay top dollar for parts and labor and you have no recourse to their diagnostics.

or, as those of us olds with now-classic cars refer to it as, the stealership. remember: you didn’t buy a vehicle. you bought the ability to drive it sometimes and the right to funnel more money to the manufacturer/broker when it fucks up.

lol, this fuggin’ guy. i was reading his bio the other day for laughs, and aside from all the hilarious crank shit… his career started right after he finished law school, when he walked into an assistant district attorney gig for Manhattan. unfortunately, he had not passed the bar yet. so when he took it a year later, he bombed it and had to resign. this happened in July of 1982.

in September of 1982, worm brain gets charged for felony quantity of heroin in at an airport in Rapid City, South Dakota. he gets a suspended sentence and 1 year of probation, which he gets to complete back home, volunteering for the NRDC.

if you google rfk jr, one of the autocompletes is rfk jr voice which is hilarious, because he sounds like he should not be talking.

as it turned out, the father was in the klan but he couldn’t be too public, or he would lose his job as the deputy commissioner of the state police. and it would be unchristian to deprive his family of the breadwinner.

I’m not a :vote: guy, but I think every Prez election year will be a flashpoint. it’s when the tensions come closest to tearing the illusion of those who want to believe in electoral reform. 2020 had police stations on fire and people getting nabbed off the streets in unmarked vans while a global pandemic raged.

if Biden had looked even remotely presentable at the debate, few on team blue would be looking at the present situation critically, wondering, if beating trump is so important, why are “we” running a guy who is about to code? wondering who made this decision and why there is no alternative.

all of the other injustices could be explained away by pushing “trump would be worse” and funneling the tensions into the electoral system. but now what could have been characterized as an “imperfect” system is seeming “fundamentally fucked and incapable of reform”.

I think we will get these crescendos every 4 years until elections are suspended.

i mean, you wanna see some deeply unproductive time? try the days between Xmas and NYE. lmao. if it’s not logistics/transport, people are fuckin’ phoning it in big time.

the phenomenon of people quietly blowing off holiday weeks when their employer only grants them the specific day is not new. bosses “work from home” and that filters down: among those forced to be in the office, long lunches are taken. bare minimums are met. there is a general discouraging of scheduling meetings among colleagues, usually by making the assumption that someone critical will be out for the week anyway, so “let’s table this until after the holiday/short week.” sounds like the most reasonable and professional way to say, “that week isn’t real so who cares”

just because this country is a shithole without worker protections doesn’t mean those of us recognizing the adversarial nature of the workplace don’t resist at each moment we can.

the biggest obstacles are rise-and-grind morons who run around at a frenetic pace trying to demonstrate how committed they are. or axe-grinders who look for opportunities to expose others slacking off, believing it will elevate their career. and sometimes it does, but many times it only makes silent, patient enemies by the truckload.

can you imagine being a subway franchisee? just dutifully kicking up your fees while buying those marked up low quality supplies from central authority.

meanwhile, all they ever do is print coupons that screw you on your end and use your fees to hire pedophiles as brand ambassadors, while raking in big executive salaries and profits.

lmao, get rekt.

indeed, in 1921 leftover explosives and chemical weapons from WW1 were dropped on striking miners in West Virginia and the very first purpose-built bomber planes purchased by the US military were deployed there by President Harding.

the president has indeed deployed military assets to extrajudicially murder Americans in America, but it has always been against the working class.

to use the military against the bourgeoisie would be certainly regarded in the bourgeoisie media frame as somehow a “crime”, in the same way that Hitler doing genocide in Europe was regarded some new depravity even though it was essentially what Churchill had done to India, the US/Canada/Aus did to their indigenous, Northern Europe had done to West Africa for centuries and regarded themselves as great, civilizing nations.

from Phil Neel’s Hinterlands book, I kinda got the impression that a good venue for class conflict (as opposed to downtown city cores, where empty, non-functional temples to the FIRE economy are resistant to protest by design… nothing physical needs to happen there, nothing is disrupted, protest is symbolic), are the logistics infrastructures… the warehouses/fulfillment centers, the freight rail switching stations, etc. just outside of big cities, these are the places where many workers find themselves, abused but in great numbers compared to capitalists and cops… and strikes have immediate consequences to capital formations in paralysis.

he doesn’t say this explicitly, but it seems clear that the strategy must adapt to the transformed geography of class conflict in the 21st century.

jam on toast? preposterous. in cincinnati, where toast was invented by Coriolanus Toast III, it is customary to have navy beans, hubbard squash, and chili oil on toast. in fact, if you go to the community theater and get jam on your toast, the MC will squirt you with lemon juice and paddle your bottom with a bible.

it’s a Chicago and New York thing pretty exclusively to think ketchup on a hotdog is weird. but lots of media comes from those places, so it gets conflated with “all the sophisticated people on the continent feel this way”.

hell yeah, trash ranch is the best.

/pulls out spoon