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I Believe... [Packers vs Joe Biden]
…that there is almost no substantive distinction between a rabid sports fan and someone on either side of the political fringe.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of October 14, 2018
Go ahead and call her horseface, buddy. You fucked her.
![I Believe... [Shifting Demographics]](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/579fa3912994ca0eff850271/1507721110823-P2C29EGTSQNWUQMU64K9/yorick2.jpg)
I Believe... [Shifting Demographics]
...that when piranha smell blood in the water, even paper cuts will doom you.
Your 140-Character Shaming Campaign is Weak
Shaming doesn't accomplish what you think it does. I mean, sure, it makes you feel like you're part of some sort of solution—the internet tribal equivalent to the end of Game of Thrones where the evil woman (I don't watch the show) is stripped naked and has to endure taunts and vegetation thrown at her. It does not, however, move things forward in any real way.
Listening to Kenny Loggins’ brand of Rock ‘n’ Roll is like watching a high school kid play an elderly person in the Spring Play. We all know I’s not real, but we go along with it because it’s cute.