When I get to the point where watching The Arcade Fire’s performance on Palladia makes me tear up for no good reason, I should probably adjust a dosage or two.
“Oh, holy mother of god, what a crock these people are. In the middle of the worst recession since the 1930’s, with the country being told to accept nine-percent unemployment for the foreseeable future, and income inequality swamping the middle class, the responsible point of view among the leaders of both political parties is to “reform entitlements” until what’s left is sticks and splinters because then, and only then, will the delicate, blessed “Markets” feel goody-good-good about themselves again.”
It is quite possible that I am falling in love with Esquire’s Charles Pierce.
Falling in love with the writing of Esquire’s Charles Pierce.
What did I say?
I wish Kim Pine was my girlfriend.
Heeeey meeeeee toooooo I am so tired
Childish Gambino – Break