To those who asked for more Space alcoholics. Please accept Rick nonchalantly bantering with Benders detached head as he takes a break from updating Benders robotic body.
@ministerforsocialexclusion is there any reason for optimism about this country anymore? asking for about 67 million friends.
If people turn out and vote in November, and if we can retake Congress, then we can block a lot. If people want to start protesting en-masse and intimidate GOP legislators that could help too. And show that you back up the Democrats and others in blocking and fighting.
It’s gonna be a pitched battle up to 2020, and right now the best we can do is try to halt and slow down things. And show anger.
You know what my fear is, though. The Supreme Court doesn’t motivate Democrats. It motivates the dominionist evangelical yahoos who look at The Handmaid’s Tale as a lighthearted romp through their ideal future and think Saudi Arabia has the right idea on LGBT rights.
Those are the people who are going to be fired up right now, just like in 2016. And we’re going to spend our time on the left rehashing petty purity tests and getting the Greenie pearl-clutchers telling us that stopgaps aren’t enough.
Like, logically, I see your point and it motivates me to vote even more. But is it gonna be enough to overcome the vicious tide this will churn up? IDK.
And to end this at least on a lighthearted note, my response to Emily is:
I have never understood the lack of attention given by the left to the Supreme Court and its importance. Like I know that anarchists and the like don’t want laws and whatnot but the Supreme Court has consistently been the primary source of advancement in rights and freedoms, especially in the last several decades. Particularly when leftists and the like didn’t do much about legislative losses because the court has always been sort of a workaround (which isn’t healthy in any sort of democratic or republican system of government but that’s another issue) and now that’s basically gone.
My friend just messaged me about emergency drinks tonight so I’ll probably also be doing both.
Most Americans cant name a single Supreme Court justice and Democrats draw from a base of people that are less likely to obsess over the court because of economic, age, and culture related reasons.
In case anyone’s wondering is because getting an x ray once is so barely harmful that it rounds to zero but standing in front of an x ray emitter 40 hours a week for years will definitely kill you
If I go to the bar and have one drink with the bartender I’ll be fine. If the bartender has a drink with every patron then they will die
Airports are fucking weird. Like I’m dressed like it’s ‘95 drinking wine and there’s a dude in a three pieced suit next to me, someone in pajamas, someone who looks like they’re going to the gym after this, and like a million button up shirts.
Update. I’m hammered.
Second update: I’m sober now but very fucking tired and in a different airport.
Additionally: I have no idea where the fuck I am
Important information: I’m fairly sure Douglas Adams was just fucking paged??? What the hell???
Have you checked if you’re alive?
Buddy I haven’t cared about blood pumping through my veins since 1920. You just gotta move on and do your own thing.
So you’re saying there’s a chance you’re tumblring your ‘airport’ adventures from the afterlife?
im saying it doesnt matter because i have access to the internet
This entire thread is a big ass mood
I appreciate all the drunk posts on my dash right now despite being home and lying on my bed with no plans to go out.
R: Well, I really value Jewish tradition and ritual, but I’m an atheist. Me: Good thing you don’t need to believe in G-d to have dinner.
actually this isn’t the real best part of my seder.
the BEST part of the seder was that the apartment next door was ALSO an airbnb who asked to borrow my cooking pot, since neither place had a stocked kitchen. I loaned it to them after we made matzah ball soup so that they could make fried chicken (after all, passover ended that night). They were holding a birthday party and needed to fry chicken for 24 people. I understood this was dire and also offered to feed people doing set up. They passed on that, and instead I just loaned them the pot.
So, when the seder was almost fully finished we decided that someone ought to drink the elijah cup. We also decided it would be brilliant to talk to our neighbors again, three cups of wine and many martinis later (I mean I didn’t drink that much, but uh, my guests did). So we knocked on the neighbor’s door and asked the girl who answered if she would drink it for us.
She was not the girl who had asked us earlier to borrow the pot, or the birthday girl, but she was game to listen to the request when she realized we had been the ones to loan the stock pot.
Anyways, I tried to explain awkwardly that we symbolically pour a cup of wine for a jewish prophet to drink, but like…obviously he doesn’t actually show up to drink it, and normally a parent drinks it while no one is looking, but we’re all adults and everyone is looking, so could you maybe drink it? (all prefaced with “This is like…a Jewish thing and explaining it is complicated BUT–)
she was like “ohhh, okay. …Wait, but you can’t watch while i drink then!” and i was like oh yeah, good point, and then she was like “will this fuck me up?” and I said “No, no, it’s barely wine.” (because it was manischewitz)
so like… maybe 5 of us were in the hallway and she was like “alright, cool. turn around.” and so we all turned around and that’s when she met elijah and handed him the cup and he drank it. then she announced it had been emptied and we all turned back around. after our neighbor said it tasted good and we all thanked her, we went back inside and finished the seder.
When I woke up this morning, the cooking pot had been returned to our apartment, along with a large glass bottle tucked inside.
And that’s the story of how elijah 100% definitely drank the wine at my seder and then gifted me tequila in return.
“…and so we all turned around and that’s when she met elijah and handed him the cup and he drank it…”