

They will argue that a toddler has all three.
They will argue that a toddler has all three.
Obama at the first inauguration: “now’s your chance, call it off,”
Trump: “you’re a funny weiner, aren’t you?”
Exactly this.
Say it with me. Both. Parties.
Probably some bootleg Cialis in bowls on each table.
Alright, I’m not crazy; I swore there was, in fact, a warrant issued for Bibi by the ICC, which is the correct way to handle this. (Honestly, with that and the warrant for Duterte both out, this is gonna show if the ICC still has any teeth. We need to know if they can still be relied on.)
See, this is something that can’t happen in the USA (yet,) but is easy-peasy in the rest of the world.
Don’t give avowed authoritarians positions of power. Yes, their membership in a hate group can be used to limit their opportunities. You make a choice by joining a recognized hate group, you gotta own it.
……except in the USA, where hate groups are just fine and dandy for governmental spots. (Perhaps encouraged in some cases.)
Yet another thing the rest of the world gets right that we’re sorely behind on.
Hilariously true. Anyone who puts actual faith in those guys or relies on them for anything is insane. (Or just desperate as fuck, which Russia may be becoming.)
I can’t help but think back to when Musk was threatening to cut off poor, remote areas in South America from Starlink over petty shit. Yall want THAT guy to be your friend? Yikes.
Ex alcoholic and “cirrhosis survivor” here. (I hate that latter term.)
I’m stunned that this situation went down how it did.
I had the full jaundice package when I finally went into the hospital and agreed to detox. I was told I would have to be booze-free for a minimum of six months to be considered for a transplant of any kind; both my liver and kidneys were in concerning shape.
They told me the timeframe for actually being considered was more like two years; there’s basically a board of trustees for each state, they review every case requesting an organ transplant and decide who gets what. (It’s literally a death panel, haha.)
No matter how good I was/am, I would still be at the very lowest priority. They’d have to have available livers as far as the eye can see for me to have a realistic chance. There is no actual chance I would ever get a donor liver, and I don’t want one.
I was dumb. I did it completely to myself. It’s not as simple as “you could’ve quit anytime you wanted,” trying to do that with alcohol is extraordinarily dangerous, BUT I did indeed do this to myself. It would be galactic levels of unethical and immoral for me to be trying to take a donor liver away from ANYONE.
I have since recovered way past the expectations of any medical personnel who worked on me during that time. July 1 will be two years alcohol-free for me.
My point in all of this is that I’m honestly having trouble believing this guy got this transplant at all, let alone so fast.
A, uh, government bearing arms against its citizens….why you ask…?
I feel that. I actually was just lamenting that a minute ago, looking at the bottom of my Zippo lighter, which says “1941 Replica.”
“Man, imagine living in a time when nobody thought smoking was bad for you…” - my brain
Imagine living in 1902, when you could just go to the store and buy cocaine and heroin for your toothache.
Hell, listening to the fun our parents had growing up. It shouldn’t be punishable by years in prison to shoot off some fireworks at a party. (I live in OH, our fireworks laws are brutal. Us and Utah, man.)
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with lamenting that the past is gone. Yes, there were bad things we’re better off without, but we lost and gave up a lot, too. Missing those things isn’t wrong.