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Nothing is more expensive than regret … and no one is less prepared to pay the tab than Donald Trump

April 18, 2018 2 Comments

SPOILER ALERT: Firing James Comey isn’t actually Trump’s “great honor.”

In much the same way that Donald Trump’s limited intellect and malignant narcissism rob him of the ability to demonstrate compassion, empathy or humility, so, too, do they make it impossible for him to process regret. When you’ve convinced yourself that you are the center of the known universe, and that everything you do is the crowning achievement in the history of whatever it is you’ve done, the cognitive dissonance required to accept that you’ve actually done the most moronic thing possible is simply a bridge too far. And, so, instead of admitting — at least to yourself, if to no one else — that you regret the quantifiably stupid thing you’ve done, you double down, like so:

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Filed Under: Politics Tagged With: James Comey, Trump, Trump-Russia

We interrupt this dumpster fire to remind you that we are going to take our country back

April 4, 2018 2 Comments

A year ago last November, America got a wake-up call. Last month, many of us proved we’re still awake by turning out in droves to show our support for the survivors of the Stoneman Douglas High School massacre, and for the strides those brave teenagers are making in the push for commonsense gun-control laws.

A year ago last November, my family and I were not likely to spend a Saturday afternoon hoisting signs at a massive protest with other like-minded Americans who’ve realized that politics and government are not spectator sports.

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Filed Under: Politics Tagged With: Chrissy Houlahan, Guns, March for Our Lives

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I was born in 1970, raised just outside of Boston, and now live near Philadelphia. As a child, I thought I was going to be…
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