English as a language was seen as too easy. So we decided to mix it up.

Why would you ever be the global language of trade and commerce and the go between for multiple nations, whose entire structure is a hodgepodge of latin, Germanic, and mistranslated root structures and made up rules, if you didn’t decide to mix it up from time to time and region to region?

Embrace the bastard language standard. This is the way.

Done, and link forwarded to my non Lemmy using selfhosting mentor. Maybe can get at least one more respondant. Maybe more. Good luck!

Needle is pointy. Needle sometimes does not push button. Needle digs in and makes doubt and concern.

Needle may work, but requires dedication that causes anxiety. Needle maybe will break things inside and the only way to know for sure is to hit a very uncomfortable point of no return for the result.

Needle is danger maybe, and I hate the needle for that. But sometimes needle is necessary.

Finding the one that is small enough to pull off the job has been a pain. Recently switched to a new phone… And I struggled until I found

Just. The. Perfect. Paperclip.

And then I immediately dropped it between the center console and seat of my car.

I’ll find it eventually. One day.

So where, pray tell, do the progressive votes go?

Primary them sure. Try and snag it back. But you won’t turn your next vote red. You know that. And they know that. And I sure as fuck won’t do it either. The DNC can rot. But…

You can and should blame the two party system sure. But if you don’t primary and win. Well. We’ve seen that before again and again.

I’m a progressive that will vote blue again. Reluctantly. Emphatically so. But I will.

The posturing of principals means nothing in our political reality. And it pisses me off. But reality doesn’t care about your feelings.

P.T. Barnum in his grave getting a full on chubby for all the suckers that go for this shit