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Indeed, those aren’t photographs of beliefs.
Indeed, those aren’t photographs of beliefs.
If you have lots of crimes on the books and police have enforcement discretion, that’s a recipe for targeting whoever they want.
Not with that attitude
Even in death, I serve the Emperor
Olive oil, dijon mustard, salt, pepper.
Shhh, just get the nurse
Reminds me of Elon’s Hyperloop. Not intended to actually work, but instead be a distraction to deflate interest in public transportation.
There are some electric vehicles so far, which is promising.
Nice. This seems to be the future that solves a lot of problems. Right now in Australia, we’re seriously entertaining building nuclear power plants for the first time ever, to provide base load power that renewables allegedly can’t. Large sodium batteries could help us avoid that.
If a president is killing off supremes, we’re well past following rules, so that’s anyone’s guess.
Watching a panel of news anchors discuss this today, I was struck by the ashen looks on their faces. As if they had today witnessed a mortal wound to the nation.
So that they can be appealed to in any specific case and decide for themselves.
It’s horrendously incorrect. Listen to the dissenting justices, or constitutional scholars like Luttig and Tribe. Basically anyone who’s serious and not a craven Trump crony.
Trump could kill anyone and they would determine that it was official business. On the other hand, Biden could have the Republican judges executed and replaced with sycophants who could rule that this also was an official act. It’s a bad ruling.
Dementia
They are ready to serve (time)
America has an oligarch problem
Exactly. Conservatives are the “us” that the law protects but does not restrict, and everyone else is “them” who the law restricts but does not protect.
As bad as it is, i’m not sure cirrhosis deserves that
Flying ant day.
Once a year, on a warm and still summer evening, just on sunset, the sky would fill with hundreds of thousands of winged ants. It was magical.
Then one year we waited for them, but summer turned to autumn and they never came. And like that, the magic had gone forever.