Diaries

If TwitFaceGoog (TFG) worked for Democracy...

they'd undertake a massive campaign to educate users on how to tell the difference between claims and facts. They'd grace the People with the reasoning abilities to know when something is proven, disproven, or needs more information before deciding its value.

Teach people how rhetorical tricks and manipulative tactics are used on them. Teach people how trolls operate. How to check the sourcing, and whether there is more than one source.

College Isn't as Left-Wing as It Seems....

I'm in a class called Operational Decision Making (It should actually be called "Towing the Corporate Line"), and I damn near threw my textbook against the wall today. Why? Because if the professor isn't making some wisecrack about Venezuela or Communism, some fresh-faced kid is doing it for him.

The upcoming nationwide "Presidential Alert"--it's not what most people think

Anybody believe in political "coincidences"? That's a rhetorical question. Answering "yes" to that question is akin to announcing belief in the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus. (The few of you who answered yes to the question may leave the room and tune in Alex Jones if you still find him broadcasting.)

Trump orders feds to declassify key FISA documents, text messages in FBI Russia probe

Finally. Maybe now we’ll start to get somewhere.

You notice the Clinton Creature is out on the campaign trail flapping her gums? Telling everybody how right HER was about Trump and her usual line of whining. She must be feeling pretty comfortable. Wonder if this might make her start chugging Chardonnay and stalking Smokey the Bear again? (Maybe StB could get a protection order?)

it didn’t have to be this way...except that we were this way

Caution, Hard Hat Area: hippie philosophizing ahead; this is probably totally half-baked, but I hadn’t had the time to bake it…fully.

The title is paraphrasing John Trudell in his scary-brilliant 1986 ‘Rich Man’s War’.  Mr. wd and I had a conversation about that phrase recently, as well as discussing my long held beliefs and writings that humanity had been on the path of a great psycho-spiritual awakening led predominantly by the Indigenous of the earth.

I'm turning myself in

UPDATE: OK, I guess youse guys don't see snark when you see it?

When I was 12, I and 3 girls from the neighborhood went out to the woods behind our houses.

They took turns making out with me (kissing) and I with them. And everything was great, or so I thought. My white male privilege was at 11.

Of course, they all went home and told their mothers what they had done.

Regardless of 3 on 1, forever after, I was "that boy"

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