Worst case he’s a pedophile, best case he’s covering for his pedo friends, and we shouldn’t be willing to accept either.

Pretty much sums it up.

Once upon a time, the richest Americans worried that if conditions got bad enough all the poors might just rise up against them, and so they avoided getting *too* obvious with their exploitation.

Today's crop just brags about it.

Is there a Nobel Bitch Prize?

I miss Carl Sagan.

Miller.

Bring back Saturday Chicken and Rice and I’m in.

I don’t know that I’d go that far, but I do find myself frustrated with Michael’s “business as usual” approach to things when it hasn’t been business as usual for the last decade. We’re on the precipice. Old rules don’t always apply.

There will never be a bottom.

Somebody sell me on this. Good run?