Have a short memory and have a better day tomorrow.
1958 or so, holding dads hand, walking along Main St. A cop approaches, the two men exchange helloes. “You know him?” Says I. “Yup. He was a bully at PHS, and he’s still a bully. But now he has a badge!” Says dad.
You’ve got a baserunner. Do something with him.
Bottom of the ninth, down six… just give yourself something positive to build from tomorrow. #GoHeels
Buccos play a dogshit team and play like dogshit. Yay.
That was not advisable, Jake.
Fucking Pirates.
the influence of academics/NGO types drawn to radicalism for its own sake has been harmful here imo. The people impacted by bad policing don’t want to radically reimagine the entirety what crime is, they want their sheriff’s dept to be professionals who aren’t in literal gangs (real thing in LA)
