It's-a Me, Asshole
Ashley Feinberg · 09/17/15 03:01PMReality is the most terrifying game of all.
Reality is the most terrifying game of all.
Last night’s GOP debate showed idiot-shepherd Donald Trump lean away from his usually rhetorical tactic of bragging about money, and instead embracing babies. Babies, babies, babies—the man is crazy for babies. Baby? Babe?
Yesterday Barack Obama joined the groundswell of social media support for Ahmed Mohamed, the 14-year-old high school student detained by the police for being seen with an electronic device and being a Muslim named Ahmed Mohamed. Good for Obama. And good for Ahmed that he wasn’t building a clock in Yemen.
To preserve their country’s proud tradition of pacifism, Japanese lawmakers today began fighting one another during a legislative session.
Cops are brave, some might say, but I posit to you that true bravery is borne by the man who refuses to serve them. Because truly, there are much better ways to stick it to someone you don’t like than to risk your employment (and other things, probably, this is Texas we’re talking about) just to withhold from them a delicious hamburger.
After nearly three hours of monotone droning by a bunch of sweaty old people who will almost certainly never be president, tonight’s Republican debate finally delivered with a bizarre question about potential Secret Service names that produced incredibly absurd answers from every single candidate.
If you watched tonight’s GOP debate, you probably didn’t learn anything important, but you definitely now know that a lot of people want to be the Republican Party’s nominee for president. Like so many people! So many, in fact, that trying to keep track of them all has become its own grim, profoundly absurd contest.
Sir Elton John was thrilled to get a call Monday from Russian president and Photoshop pioneer Vladimir Putin, after John had criticized Russia’s abysmal record on LGBT rights. Their chat went well, Sir Elton reported on Instagram, and a face-to-face meeting was in the offing. If that sounds suspiciously unlike the unyielding, stone-faced Vladimir Putin with whom we all coexist in precarious detante, that’s because it wasn’t.