Russian state propaganda has photoshopped Putin into an empty chair to make it look as if world leaders huddled around him for instructions.
Of course, the photo was revealed to be fake within hours because it’s super easy to search images these days.
This is how dumb these propagandists are. And yet we allowed them to overrun The New York Times, The Nation, countless other papers, blogs, and Facebook pages.
The very first Uber driver I got here started ranting about refugees in Germany. I didn’t even register if he’s for or against because I’m on vacation and don’t even care about the G20, let alone some stranger’s views on Germany.
Bigger government handouts won’t win working-class voters back. This is the fallacy of the left, believing that voters just need to be shown how much they are getting in government benefits.
This is worded in an extraordinarily obnoxious way, I know. But it’s a valuable quote because it points to a gaping hole at the center of Liberal and especially progressive thinking today, namely, it’s failure to put in place convincing, positive, inspiring “structures of feeling” 🚾.
I’m happy that Illinois finally has a budget and my university will be funded. But what really inspires me and makes me feel elated is not the money but seeing how Madigan’s Democrats didn’t moan, didn’t whine, didn’t complain about “racism and sexism” 🚾, didn’t back down, and didn’t wallow in cheap moral superiority in lieu of doing the work.
I’m tired of hearing about which one of us a bigger victim of “structural oppressions.” I want to hear how we are all, together, jointly and separately, unvanquishable. I want us to go back to “Yes, we can” and “Yes, you totally can” from “No, we can’t because racism/ sexism / global warming/ gerrymandering.”
This week, let’s access news from the sources we normally don’t use and avoid our regular sources. It doesn’t have to be anything painful, like switching to Fox News. One can, for instance, pick a paper from a faraway town and read it online. For instance, if your regular paper is New York Times, it can be fun to swap it for The Dominion Post from New Zealand.
I so wanted to see Klara play on the beach with a red plastic pail and a yellow shovel, and today my dream came true.
My other dream is to see her play on the beach with her cousins, and one is coming on Tuesday.
The third dream is to see her reading on the beach under a huge sun hat but that one will have to wait a couple of years.
The “unsupportive comments sexually harass” debacle has helped me find out which of my former classmates are happy with how their lives gave turned out and which aren’t without asking a single question.
Our town’s hub of criminality is located right around Klara’s daycare. All of the well-to-do people have their kids there, and they always leave their expensive cars unlocked when they run into the daycare to fetch their kids. So we constantly get notified that a parent’s Louis Vuitton tote or Celine handbag has been stolen from the car.
We are also the most ethnically diverse daycare BY FAR in the area. And everybody understands my accent because so many of the parents have accents.
Also, a bunch of kids are brought to daycare by blue-collar dads in their work vans. So it’s not all doctors and lawyers, far from it.
I don’t care about any of it, though: the rich people, LV and Miu Miu, the diversity, the dads in vans. I’m obsessed with the daycare being located in the woods and very far from highways. My Klara sleeps so well because she’s constantly outside, and that’s what I care about.