this just in, adam adopts a sandy brown lil cat when he goes away to college. he names her triscuit and she’s tiny and very affectionate. she likes to curl up on his lap when he’s doing homework and enjoys playing with his hair to wake him up in the mornings
The only positive thing I want to take from this is that, in the end, it was another woman who actually did something to guarantee Hae Soo’s safety. The men did nothing because they were powerless. A Court Lady without name or power did what all the “powerful men” could not. Let that sink in real deep in your soul.
Yes, he did badly. But she brought it at least as much as he blew it.
she was well prepped. But it’s a bit more than that. Clinton had an
important challenge in front of her. Being substantive comes easy for
Clinton. That’s who she is. And she’s been in dozens of debates. But in
this case she needed to be positive, buoyant and optimistic in her tone
while also needling him into outbursts. That could easily come off as
baiting or nasty, especially when she had to counter his confusing mix
of taunts and attacks and word salad digressions. She made it seem close
As I said last night, her answer-ending asides and bemused
taunts had him getting angry within 15 minutes. By 30 minutes in, she
was dominating the debate. Sure, he attacked here and there. He was
louder. He interrupted more. But he was always responding to her. She
had him on the ropes. She was setting the tone and the terms.
In retrospect, it seems obvious that she would best the impulsive,
ignorant Trump, but before the debate that outcome was far from clear.
At the start, I was so nervous I could barely watch; the pressure on her
must have been beyond comprehension. A woman who evokes profound
anxiety in a great many Americans was set against a man who is basically
a walking phallus—it was a psychosexual minefield. She had to debate a
bullying professional performer without seeming either too robotic or
too passionate. She had to correct Trump’s serial lies without appearing
like a shrewish know-it-all. She had to parry Trump’s attempts to
display raw dominance without betraying anger or aggression. She had to
decide which of his lies, evasions, and slanders to press and which to
let go, when the temptation to respond to each and every one must have
been overwhelming. She had to have all her facts airtight. She had to
not cough. She had to do it all in heels. And she did.
Hillary Clinton debated circles around Donald Trump during Monday night’s presidential debate. She had prepared, coherent answers, while Trump had unprepared, chaotic word salad. She subtly baited him into flying off the handle and loudly interrupting her, while she kept smiling and maintained her cool. It was a masterful performance.
But for many women watching the debate, it was also a
frustrating reminder of just how hard Clinton has to work to overcome
sexist double standards — and how hard most women have to work every day
to do the same.
But her numbers among completely undecided voters went high and higher
during her discussion of overhauling the criminal-justice system. When
she pointed out that crime isn’t nearly as high as Trump suggests and
that the system punishes black and Hispanic men more harshly than white
men, the favorability number kept going up. And it went even higher when
she praised the Department of Justice’s announcement that it would
phase out Bureau of Prisons contracts to stop doing deals with private
prison companies. And the number went up even more when Clinton
reiterated her position to end all federal contracts with the for-profit
Welp, I finally did it, y’all. I have officially opened my tarot storenvy! There’s only one listing for one card readings up right now, but stay tuned for more readings and possibly some other occult goodies to come
I’m a college student living on my own for the first time, so the extra cash would really help me out.
Thank you so much to everyone who has stuck with me for this long; Who would have thought that a year and a half after making this tumblr, I would be opening my own shop?! This has been a dream come true, and I can not thank each and every one of you enough.
90% of the time you make me want to remove your vocal cords or puncture my ear drums. But the other 10% I realize you are terribly misunderstood and I love you with all of my heart my little Temper Tantrum monster child.