I would die for him.
Posts by Maureen Johnson
Time to rename the Streisand Effect. You're off the hook, Babs.
Various versions of this AI image keep coming up on my feed, and each one has more cartoon characters in it. The first was Snoopy and Woodstock. Now we’re up to eight. It’s just a very odd vector for the sentiment and it’s staring to feel Hypnotoady.
In this week’s @sayswhopodcast.com @dansinker.com truly nails the voice of that particular type of BlueSky scold who jumps on posters for suggesting that democrats should visibly act as an opposition party. (Slightly truncated because of Overcast’s clip limit)
yesterday a woman walked into the office, looked around, said "this is not my destination" and left. I keep thinking about her. I hope you made it, queen
"When my constituents behind my drywall communicate with me through static electricity or the dripping of my faucet, they tell me one thing over and over again: light a post office on fire. Yet when I bring up the issue on the floor, all I get is physically restrained."
Listen, take three minutes and listen to this life-affirming cheese. This song rules and we need it right now.
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So we’re going to Dread Pirate Roberts our way along, huh.
*considers*
It’s giving Jonestown.
I noticed an interesting trend in recent television shows and movies: collectivism or people coming together to fight their enemies and reach toward a greater good. I wrote about this phenomenon, and how it explains our fascination with the Artemis II crew, for @theflytrapmedia.com.
check yo self before you dox yo self
after a quick review of my timeline i feel the need to point to the sign
just to be clear, everyone, when 8 pm EDT comes and goes, regardless of what does or does not happen, the president still threatened genocide and war crimes and we should still impeach, arrest, and try him
Come on, everybody, the 25th Amendment is only for when he does something REALLY serious.
In Korea, when the president declared martial law after midnight and erected barricades in Seoul, congressional reps from all parties ran into the streets, yanked ak47s from the army at the barricades, broke down the locked door to Congress, repealed the martial law order, and arrested the president
Iran...
It's okay, uggi, I get it
Love is real chuck
Hey New Yorkers! Your Freed to Read Act still isn't law yet! Please sign this open letter so we can get the bill over the finish line: docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1F...
Hildur I was the FOREWOMAN of a MURDER TRIAL
it's the chicken in every pot of cocaine josh
that would be a great campaign slogan: EVERY POCKET A COCAINE POCKET think about it josh
one with a cocaine pocket
I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake By A Horse Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food. I am thinking I would like to try cake. Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape. Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy. Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much. I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on." Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …
The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me.
It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."
Let's hear him out.
Do you understand the word "scam"? Then you have all you need to know.
(That HCP has done this is genuinely the least surprising thing.)