Don’t Let Your Boys Grow Up to Be Entitled

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Yesterday at the gym, I had to school a young man in proper etiquette. That leaving your gym bag next to a machine doesn’t entitle you to hold the machine until you are ready to use it.

The machine had been empty long enough for me to do three sets of fifteen reps on another machine nearby. Then I moved to the “bagged” machine and started adjusting the seat and weights. Appearing out of nowhere, the young man stepped into the my space and said he was using the machine. No excuse or pardon me. Just there. In my space.

I was momentarily stunned and gave him my best “are you kidding me” look. He didn’t flinch or move. “Really?” I said.

“Yes,” he said, “I left my gym bag here. Didn’t you see it? I was using it.”

We had a five second standoff. Then I walked away. In those five seconds, and the thirty that followed, I kept telling myself, “Let it go. Let it go. Who cares? It’s only a weight machine. Go work out a different muscle. Don’t make a scene.” And finally, “Look around, you’re out numbered.” I was one of only three women in the entire gym, and the other two were nowhere near me. Continue reading “Don’t Let Your Boys Grow Up to Be Entitled”

Get Dirty

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My prediction: James Comey’s testimony will mean NOTHING. Actually, less than nothing.

Less than nothing to the Republican Congress and nothing to every one of Trump’s supporters.

Looking for some sort of salvation through stultifying and stilted testimony (with big words that Trump and his followers can’t even understand) in front of Congress (which, by the way, is controlled by the Republicans) is like sending out Donny Osmond to win “Rapper of the Year.”

I confess my “make a wish” moment is to have a spelling bee somewhere in middle America and make the winning word “emoluments.” Continue reading “Get Dirty”

The Touch-and-Go Asylum

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This may be one of the darkest pieces I have written. Of course, in my eyes, it is a “feel good” piece! This is the kind of piece that friends would say to me, why Michele if you had not written this piece, I would tell you it was right up your alley! It has YOU written all over it!

And if you are even a little bit like me, you are waiting for the ball to drop on this, the most corrupt, corroded and craven administration in American history.

And waiting…and waiting…and waiting…and…zzzzzzzzz…

Meanwhile, we’ve got United Airlines videos to watch, and multiple Harry Styles sightings to entertain us. And I know this sounds like the absolute zenith of zero-hope-left-leaning but I am eagerly anticipating the number of passengers on United Airline flights who will deliberately provoke some kind of “mix-up” or altercation so that they too can grab their “aisle be seeing you” battered and bloodied news moment and milk it for every penny. Continue reading “The Touch-and-Go Asylum”

Terms of Indictment

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Steve Sack, Star Tribune

In the muddled mess I now call my mental mindset, I run a constant dialogue with my inner IDiot.

Which one of the cravenous crustaceans now infesting the White House (and their Republican rah-rah rat faces) will go down first? Office pools, anyone? The names march through my head like a ticker tapeworm parade. The entire crew stand perched, a set of dominoes, just waiting for the first to go to topple the entire bottom-feeder barnacled bunch.

Has there EVER been a worst set of penal-code-to-come pricks in Washington? These schmucks and their shenanigans make Teapot Dome look like a garden party. (And it is painfully ironic that the Teapot Dome scandal shares a whimsical “imagery” with that sludgy slew of slime known as Tea Partiers. Out of the teapot into the tea party.) Continue reading “Terms of Indictment”

When They Go Mi-LO, I Go Mi-LOWER

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Just about numero 12,987,664, 325 on my “Wish List of Things to Do” is “give Milo Yanwhateverthefuckhisnameis attention.”

I consider Milo Yanwhateverthefuckhisnameis (from now on, I will refer to him as Y-Mi?”) the female equivalent of Ann Coulter.

Both are rapacious media-whores, whose utter lack of argument or opinion based on any grounds other than an embarrassingly infantile “Oooh! Did s/he really say that!” is so shockingly and stupendously shallow that Republican shill Scott Baio’s grunts as Chachi do seem like Lincoln logs of gravitas in comparison. Continue reading “When They Go Mi-LO, I Go Mi-LOWER”

The Salem Bitch Hunts

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A particular, perverse and peculiar appendage of the great voting body in 2016 was the “Hillary and Trump are equal evils” limb sprouting from the communal liberal heart cavity.

Even as a passionate Sanders supporter in the early days, I had no problem turning my allegiance to Clinton after she became the candidate of note. It was crystal clear to me that there was no comparison between the two chosen ones. It was like contrasting Lord Voldemort with Albus Dumbledore. Any third grader could see that.

Continue reading “The Salem Bitch Hunts”

The Twat Is Mightier Than The Tweet

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The Scum Also Rises

“I should reach the frontier in about six weeks. With a little luck, the network will pick me up. This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off. ”  (From Ridley Scott’s “Alien.”)

It’s a new day in Washington DC. With more of the gimme-that-old-time-religion graft, corruption, rot, and stench than seen…..ummmm…… ever before.

The new President is the worst person in history to inhabit the Oval Office. In fact, he may be the worst person, period, in this country. What he has shown us, however, is that the entire sordid crew from the Republican party is irredeemable at this point. A bigger bunch of slime you would not find floating on a sewer drain into a pus pit in the middle of Hell’s holding pen. Continue reading “The Twat Is Mightier Than The Tweet”