Given my last post, I’m thankful that no matter how bad of a day I’m having I’m not Anthony Scaramucci right now. Apparently, Jonah Goldberg (and The National Review as a whole) is a voice of reason now. Yes, we are still living in a world where Trump is president. No, this is not an […]
Month: July 2017
What the hell even is this?
I haven’t written here in a while. A long while – five months to be exact – because blah blah busy season something something dark side politics whatever. The main reason I haven’t been writing here is that I’ve been vacillating between struggling in a dark place and barely mustering the ability to give fucks […]