Ok, some DKos diaries are really funny (often not intentionally so) and sometimes I forget to check comments I’ve written in really funny diaries but I awoke at 3 a.m. and couldn’t get back to sleep. So, reading some good and stupid stuff on DKos — Read MB’s excellent diary on Jim Webb Claims Political Correctness to Denigrate Andrew Jackson. Ok, Webb is a fake not real only microsecond Democrat but he is a long term asshole.
Even I, who am a white broad, Catholic School for 16 years, know about the Trail of Tears. I read lots of stuff as a kid and teen and adult and old broad. (Ojibwa already probably dealt with this particular annoyance but read (present tense) and read (past tense) can cause confusion.)
What was most funny to me (besides AnnetteK’s So This Just Happened) — basically the Cruz/Kasich pathetic gambit with sacrificing states for each other to get Trump — there was not much else of interest.
So, I stupidly looked at my comments and went — WTF???? one of them had 128 tips and 12 comments with 700 zillion subcomments and I learned that I am a HRC paid shill. Damn — I’d love that salary. MB stepped in at one point about not accusing folks of shilling without proof.
What my favorite comments were — not the ones who know I’m a horrifying shill — were the ones that said (paraphrased) “well, basically he (sometimes they knew I am a she — toilet privileges and all) is an asshole and gets everything wrong but not a shill.”
You are my favorite people ever!!!!! That takes courage. I know gaping assholes and would never actually make a comment about non-shilling — I’d just be that silent abettor.
So, thanks to all you really great folks who are sure I’m an asshole and generally wrong but not a shill. I’m not kidding here — that means a lot. Many folks in my real life think I’m an asshole and generally wrong — ask my best friends!
Cheers.
And may we be more careful about accusations because there are folks here who are sincere and not as old as I am and I frankly don’t give a shite.
May the best Democrats win the WH, Senate and gain seats in the House, Governorships and legislatures. Eyes on the prize. I’m adorable — but not the prize.
Ok, starting at 5:15 the loon on the first floor started slamming her front door — 16 times already and it is 6:10. I realize she goes to sleep early — like 9 p.m. Tonight will be that time when I start vacuuming and moving furniture. 8 months of nuttiness is enough.