Election, less so.
It cost me a lot
And now he’s grabbing twat
He’s my man
Get the net. Nuts? You bet
But all that I soon forget with my man
He’s not much for looks
And no hero out of books is my man
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me, but I love him…
Oh, my man, I love him so, he’ll never know
All my life is just despair, but I don’t care
His little fingers in the night
Make my world bright, all right…
What’s the difference if I say I’ll go away
When I know I’ll come back on my knees someday
For whatever my man is, I am his forever more…
Trump supporters fight among themselves over the pussy.
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Ayotte really trying to walk back the whole ‘role model’ thing.
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Giuliani: ‘The reality is, you’ve got all this pussy everywhere. The man’s a genius. He knows how to grab it for his own benefit.’
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Reed: ‘Somebody say AMEN! Guy’s welcome to grab my pussy anytime.’
Journalists covering a Toledo, Ohio, campaign stop by Trump’s running mate, Indiana Gov. Mike Pence, were ushered out of a restaurant soon after the [pussy] story broke. The press was supposed to cover Pence looking at a wall of signed hot dogs, including one by Trump, but were later told they couldn’t record the moment.
If you kick him off the team altogether, you gum up the works of the amazing publicity machine that is Baylor University athletics.
… wouldn’t you be for anyone he was against?
[I]n 2014, [Washington State University] predicted athletics would be back in the black by 2017.
That isn’t going to happen. But listen folks!
If all goes according to plan, athletics will post a $1.2 million surplus in 2021.
So relax and pay your outrageous student athletic fees!
Donald Trump … has no record of public service and no qualifications for public office. His affect is that of an infomercial huckster; he traffics in conspiracy theories and racist invective; he is appallingly sexist; he is erratic, secretive, and xenophobic; he expresses admiration for authoritarian rulers, and evinces authoritarian tendencies himself. He is easily goaded, a poor quality for someone seeking control of America’s nuclear arsenal. He is an enemy of fact-based discourse; he is ignorant of, and indifferent to, the Constitution; he appears not to read.
In an essay on King Lear, the philosopher Stanley Cavell describes Lear’s daughter Regan, who orders the eyes of her father’s loyal friend Gloucester gouged out, thusly: “She has no ideas of her own; her special vileness is always to increase the measure of pain others are prepared to inflict; her mind is itself a lynch mob.” A year and a half into Trump’s incitement of a campaign, this seems the most concise formulation of his character: He has no ideas of his own; his special vileness is always to increase the measure of rhetorical violence others are prepared to inflict; his mind is itself a political mob.