As the Charlie Kirk thing took over the headlines, the Republican-led Senate voted on whether or not to set aside the budget amendment that would have compelled the Department of Justice to release Epstein files.
They voted 51-49 to set it aside.
The
suspense, right? Who woulda guessed it?
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When I'm Remunerating, I park myself in front of my computer, and when I get bored, I delve into social media in quick spurts as a—ha, ha, ha—palate cleanser.
Except it really is a palate defiler, something calculated to leave a really bad taste in your mouth, because man, the people on both sides are fuckin' insane.
The right wing is trying to make a dam-breaking moment out of Kirk's death. Spinning a left-wing narrative out of what is essentially an age-old story: 22-year-old punk lashing out against a restrictive (in his case Mormon Republican) upbringing.
The left wing is slithering like a snake with its head cut off.
I'm tempted to check out of activism altogether except I don't want to lack conviction while the worst are filling up with tasty passionate intensity.
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I watched Mel Brooks'
The Producers last night. It remains one of the most hilarious films I've ever seen, though I daresay very few progressive leftists would agree.
One of the (many) things I dislike about the progressive left is its utter humorlessness. Maybe that's a good thing? You have to be a bit of a hypocrite to get humor because you have to understand about
duality. That's probably why on the whole, hypocritical right-wingers are funnier than left-wingers.
Yes, you
should make jokes about racism, sexism, every societal injustice.
Because
getting a joke is akin to the concept of
satori in Japanese Buddhism when for one brief moment, you see the absurdity and you see the profundity fused like yin & yang.
And in the spirit of that moment, I bring you
Springtime for Hitler: