Former Vice President Mike Pence dropped out of the presidential race a couple of days ago.
That means that – as it has been since the beginning – there is only one candidate for the Republican nomination left.
So it doesn’t change things that much and it really wouldn’t have even if Pence hadn’t been polling somewhere between snowball and hell.
But Pence will be missed, because this will be the last time (unless Trump picks him again for vice president…lol) I will be able to reference his speaking style and its similarity to President Not Sure from the brilliant film “Idiocracy.”
From a piece on the last debate:
“It may just be me, but Pence’s speaking style – especially when he wants to end a sentence by making…a…point… “
Here’s a Pence clip from Wednesday:
And here’s President Not Sure giving his state of the union speech:
Sigh.
It seems that Pence has finally tired of his walk on the wild side and given up his all-too-obvious penchant for masochism: “While Pence will famously not be in a room alone with a woman who is not his wife, we do now know he does have a very specific kink: masochism. He cannot win and his whole campaign has been one giant very awkward question, the political equivalent of a ball gag, a woman dressed up in Gestapo gear, and a vinyl gimp suit.”
Looks like Ilsa the Wicked Warrior won.
Speaking of losers, I was riding the bus the other day…and, amazingly, that doesn’t make me the loser in question.
That honor belongs to a young woman who spent 20 minutes loudly complaining about her life to some poor soul on the other end of the phone line.
While very funny at one level, it was terrifying at another and when the entire woke generation is put on trial for crimes against humanness, a transcript of her speech will be the first item entered as evidence.
The tirade (I tried to take contemporaneous notes; sue me if I misquote at all) started with a not-unreasonable sentiment:
“The idea of working the rest of my life makes me want to die. That’s fucking stupid.”
If she does have to work, though, it has to be for a place without a boss, she has to, actually she “demands to” enjoy it at all times, it has to pay enough so she can buy a house (for herself – no kids,) and it can’t require a master’s degree because she can’t pay attention long enough to get one (she can’t even make it through an entire movie online, she noted as proof.)
And, since she likes to travel, the idea of having only two weeks off a year is impossibly nauseating and will not be allowed to stand because “that’s not who I am.”
She doesn’t ever want to rely on anyone else, but would possibly be open to having a “sugar daddy.”
The woman – late 20s?-ish – was not technically unattractive but under no circumstances will she ever have to worry about the moral dilemma of having a sugar daddy.
Ever.
And she went on and on, in a loud nasal insistent staccato that rarely if ever stopped; the person she was talking to on the phone – actually holding it near her face and yelling – must be a saint or used to it or resigned to the fact they have to put up with it in order to borrow money.
An example of generational bitchiness, of “get off my damn lawn!” on my part? Possibly - but the absolute surety of the righteousness of her demands of life I think reflect more on her and her ilk.
Speaking of her ilk, I made a discovery while visiting a certain college campus recently.
While there, I had to pop into the men’s room to, um, fix my hair when I noticed a sticker on the mirror.
An official school sticker.
I cannot be sure if they are posted in ladies’ rooms or pan-gender self-care spaces or whatever, but they are in men’s rooms.
First, it reminded the reader that discrimination and harassment can come in many forms, including race, language, sex, age, and “gender, gender identity and expression…”
Second, it mentioned how you can report any such discrimination or harassment and how the Office of Equal Opportunity will help you “navigate formal or informal options for resolution.”
Formal, you’re fired, informal, everyone will shun you, I suppose? Maybe?
But then the sticker apologized for itself:
“We understand this sticker may not include all the identities or intersectionality of many identities. We are continually trying to be more inclusive with the language we are using. Let us know how we can make it better.”
Glad they cleared that up.
More seriously, keeping language fluid is an actual tactic of the woke/equitarians because it imparts a very specific power – the power to define any debate by re-defining the language itself. The “when we decide something else is being oppressed, we’ll change the list and the word for it” trick is quite common, actually – From a previous piece entitled “Sandwiches against racism” https://thomas699.substack.com/p/sandwiches-against-racism :
For the purposes of this plan, we will use the term BIPOC (Black, Indigenous and People of Color). We recognize that language is fluid and the intersectional justice movement is redefining terminology regularly.
But to be honest, I never thought I’d see the word “intersectionality” on a bathroom wall. Maybe…
There once was a man who was woke
And all the genders he could he would poke…
I better leave it at that before I get in trouble.
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