I'm constantly amazed that people think it's great we have an emotional child as president, who rejects his role as unifying head of state, doesn't engage in the negotiations necessary to govern, and winks at dictatorship.

Trolling is not governance. I bet a decade ago you didn't think it was either.

“I say that on behalf of every Black woman.” Joy Reid completely torches JD Vance after Vance took it upon himself to give her “advice”. Warning: Do not play in front of the kiddies.

Sorry you didn't like to hear ladies explain things to you. Enjoy the end of the fucking republic.

If you are someone who believes love will win, if you are someone who WANTS to believe love will win, Laverne Cox and I got something for you over on Prime. Presented by the late, great Norman Lear. Watching "Clean Slate" is certified self-care and whatnot.

Studios spend millions trying to conjure perfect movie titles, then some Brazilian webcam couple comes along and puts them to shame.

Still no word from my agents about my "Tracker"/"Mindhunter" mashup, where Tracker is tracking Mindhunter, not realizing Mindhunter is hunting for his mind the whole time.

“Bend the knee to fascism, or we will make you suffer,” is exactly why the No Kings protests are so important.

My great grandfather was a pretty big deal in the candy world. Maybe you've heard of him? Nathaniel P. Skittle?

I like how the Young Republicans all store their groyped mass in their central torso. They look like they've been genetically engineered to survive golf cart crashes

They’re all just so afraid of women.

Only attend No Kings if y'all believe in 1 or more of the following: Equality, democracy, freedom of speech, the Constitution, LGBTQ+ rights, voting rights, women's rights, due process, diversity, museums, books, objective truth, stopping measles & not going to war with Portland

But Dems should really tone down their rhetoric…

Janet Lombard Ewen. (1946-2025) Actress, wordsmith, mother, gal about town.

THE TAPESTRY OF TIME - by Janet Lombard Ewen (1946-2025) I’ve bathed in beauty to the point of blindness, Felt for the arrowheads of truth among smooth stones until my fingers bled, I’ve grown deaf counting facts that escaped in broadcasts full of lies, Barraged by years of

Rep Neguse talking to the press the way Democrats should talk to the feckless media. He handled that question spectacularly.