You go to a grocery store and buy something, e.g., sausage that, from the moment it was processed out of pigs’ ankles and intestines, has been wrapped in traditional plastic made from petroleum.
You take it home, remove and discard the packaging in which it came, and place it into bags made from a new kind of plastic harvest and processed from plants.
And you think you’re promoting a lifestyle that’s healthier for your family and planet?
I wouldn’t say this about myself. Not to quibble about minor differences in the definitions of words, but I thought Trump was a sick joke, rather than an object of hatred, when he first entered the American political scene in 2015.
I remember calling my mom shortly after the first debate and asking her, “Isn’t there an unwritten rule that a candidate for the U.S. presidency has to be at least supposed to be a decent, honest, and reasonably intelligent person? That standard certainly existed when I was a little kid.
“I watched the election returns with you guys in 1960 and you were disappointed that Kennedy had won, but you didn’t think he was dishonest. When I was 13, the United States elected Nixon for the first time, and the second time when I was 17, but we didn’t know then that he was a criminal. This strikes me as an important distinction.”
She and I enjoyed a quick laugh about Trump, and Mom immediately assured me that he didn’t have a chance.
A short nine years later, the entire Republican party is being led around by the nose by a career felon.
The party is composed by about 5% of highly educated but amoral rich people, and about 95% of uneducated racists, but that actually could be enough to win Trump a second term as the leader of the free world.
Let’s begin by admitting that this is an America-only problem, and that, even here, in the world capital of mass shootings committed by the mentally ill, this would represent a rare situation in which a parent would find him/herself.
If you’re an absolutist on the Second Amendment, you might infer that the fellow here is the “good guy with a gun,” i.e., the “only one who can stop a bad guy with a gun.”
Personally, I’d grab my kids and leave, but not before telling the owner of the establishment, “If you think I’m going to subject my family and me to the danger posed by people openly carrying lethal weapons, you’re incorrect; don’t expect to see us in the future.”
For Trump to stay out of prison, he’s going to have to either win in November (and dismantle the Justice Department’s prosecutorial efforts against him) or convince the courts that trying to overthrow the U.S. government was an “official act.”
If we didn’t have a for-profit news industry, we could have simply ignored Donald Trump when he came on the American political scene in 2015.
I’m constantly reminded by people from Europe that, had he been on the Continent, Trump would have either been ignored completely or laughed off the stage.
Because commercial wind turbines capture more than 80% of the theoretically available energy from the wind, these people’s claim that their devices double the energy output is a lie.