What we have here, fellow citizens, is a crassly egocentric, raving twit.
Americans are not getting screwed by the Republican Party. They’re getting screwed by the large corporations that bought and own the Republican Party.
It’s hard to convince people that you’re killing them for their own good.
I know: “Guns Don’t Kill People.” But I suspect that they have something to do with it. If you point your finger at someone and say, “Bang, bang, you’re dead,” not much actually happens.
Every two years, one of the most hotly contested elections in Texas is the poll taken among members of the capitol press corps to determine who are actually the ten stupidest members of the Legislature. Two years ago, there were thirty-seven official nominees and several write-ins.
Pigs get fat and hogs get slaughtered.
Conservatives have been mad at the Supreme Court since it decided to desegregate the schools in 1954 and seen fit to blame the federal bench for everything that has happened since then that they don’t like.
The advantage of being able to identify sin is that you can go out and do it, and enjoy it.
Democracy requires a certain relish for confusion.
The Founders were right all along, but the results are a lot funnier than they intended.
Either we figure out how to keep corporate cash out of the political system or we lose the democracy.
On the whole, I prefer not to be lectured on patriotism by those who keep offshore maildrops in order to avoid paying their taxes.
I think of Texas as the laboratory for bad government.
As I have pointed out time and again, it’s a hell of a lot cheaper to send little kids to school than it is to let them grow up into young thugs who have to be sent to prison, not to mention the savings in the wear and tear on the nerves, property, and safety of the rest of the citizenry.
The recent death of Gene McCarthy reminded me of a lesson I spent a long, long time unlearning, so now I have to re-learn it. It’s about political courage and heroes, and when a country is desperate for leadership. There are times when regular politics will not do, and this is one of those times.
Having breast cancer is massive amounts of no fun. First they mutilate you; then they poison you; then they burn you. I have been on blind dates better than that.
Humanism is not alive and well in Texas. Different colors and types of Texans do not like one another, nor do they pretend to.
Texas is a fine place for men and dogs, but hell on women and horses.
I never saw anything funnier than Texas politics.
One function of the income gap is that the people at the top of the heap have a hard time even seeing those at the bottom. They practically need a telescope. The pharaohs of ancient Egypt probably didn’t was a lot of time thinking about the people who build their pyramids, either.