It’s a good show for people who like space but are intimidated by the math or the vastness. Or people who used to want to be astrophysicists and loved this stuff but forgot about most of it when they went into computers. Umm. . . whoever they are.

This smooth jazz version of Ginuwine’s “Pony” is making me feel very much like I’m in a waiting room. I mean, I am at the dentist in a waiting room, but the vibe is very real.

When you elect people who don’t hate government you get good government. Who knew?🤷🏻‍♀️

It's almost as if workers have the power to bring capitalism to a screeching halt by withholding their labour 🧐🤔🤯

and frankly? we’re back

You remember when you were a kid and someone in your friend group insisted on being called Laser but everybody just calls him Mikey? That’s kind of like what’s happening here.

BLACK PEOPLE PAID FOR WHITE PEOPLE'S STUFF. They paid taxes for fire departments and GI bills and federal subsidies and a good public education system and WHITE PEOPLE GOT IT. No one cares about how white people FEEL about Black people. We want our STUFF

My nephew. My blood. My little buddy. My baby boy. God.

Weekly visits to X consist of: -blocking bot accounts -reading a bunch of alerts that have nothing to do with me or people I care about -leaving

Ohh! It’s the For You that’s trash. I have to go through it for my weekly bot cull but the following page is much more like the Twitter I remember. (Are you allowed to say the T word?)