Not voting in a rigged system is like being presented with a choice between being punched in the face or shot and refusing to choose, and subsequently shot.

Has anyone else also become a giraffe? I've been attempting giraffe accents all morning and can't decide on the right one.

... rather than how it is perceived BY THEM...

...


(Please complete the sentence)

Since we're all talking about the olden type days...

SOME of you will know what I'm talking about...

It's.... um.

Just a request.

Elizabeth I
Victoria
Elizabeth II

The UK prefers a a queen over a king any day. I don't know why. We just to seem to feel at our proudest and best when there is an impressive lady representing us.

I'm not sure if the same thing would apply in a democracy, however...?

Just look at the front page of GD.

I strongly advise the avoidance of the "I have no-one on my ignore list" policy. The magnanimity of those of you who adhere to this strategy is not reciprocated.

Isn't it nice to see their inherent hideousness actually resulting in awkward, nasty consequences for them for a change?

What a grotesque phrase.

It's always uttered about something perfectly ugly, masquerading as a legitimate defense. As if personal comfort is a political position.

It's nearly as vile as the use of "loser" as an insult.

I have come to a resolution.

From now on if anybody anywhere says "I'm comfortable" with some thoroughly idiotic position, I will be responding like this:

"Ah, yes... I'm comfortable too, with the idea that you're a nincompoop. In fact, all the soft, sensitive, fleshy parts of my body are oozing into position around the idea that you are an insensate nitwit of no consequence. Hmmmm, there goes my ass-crack around your soft, pliable non-thesis. I'm drifting away.... mmmm, so comfy! Like a long, hot, steaming bath. I'm bathing in the mild, satisfying irrelevance of your ideas... Just so relaxing! You could market your opinions as aromatherapy, you know. They're of such negligible pertinence minds would go numb at the first sentence. Ahhhhhhh. What were you saying? I can't hear you above the imaginary radio next to the soap dish emanating warm, fuzzy, wry observations regarding your insignificance. Whoever you are."