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Children, Clothes, and Fail: gaming: Indie Game Spotlight: Untitled Goose Game  Oh, boy, do we have an extra super horrible Indie Game Spotlight exclusive for you today! We’re talking, of course, of Untitled Goose Game, a slapstick simulator, where you play a goose hassling a town full of people who would very much like you to stop hassling them, please. It feels a bit like playing the videogame version of an old cartoon, complete with reactive soundtrack. Everything that happens in the game is very low stakes (the goose doesn’t get involved in political scandals, or drive a car off a ramp etc.), but there’s a lot of room for comedic performance in doing things like stealing clothes off a washing line and dumping them in a pond. The team at House House shares roles a lot, and so the game was predominantly designed collaboratively by four people. We chatted with Stuart Gillespie-Cook, who mostly works on animation. Also within House House is Jake Strasser, largely responsible for the design of levels and environments, Nico Disseldorp who does all the programming, and Michael McMaster who mostly works on art direction and UI. The iconic sound effects were made by Em Halberstadt, and Dan Golding designed the music. There’s also art from Kalonica Quigley and additional UI programming from Cherie Davidson. Stuart Gave us the lowdown on the curious title, the game mechanics, and dream crossovers. Read on! What’s the story behind the title of the game? This more or less happened by accident; at first, we just needed something to put on a video we were submitting to a festival. It’s become one of the best things about the game, and I’m so glad we stuck with it. I will say it’s a weird thing to explain when your very not-online hairdresser asks you “oh, what game are you working on?”  How did the team come up with the animation style? The whole visual style of the game is designed to be nice and clean, very readable and approachable. The animation specifically takes a lot of inspiration from slapstick and pantomime—with big, over the top reactions that are impossible to miss. We wanted to squeeze as much emotion as possible out of these people without facial expressions, so everything has to be evoked with body language. We also lean heavily on two dimensional, hand-drawn effects that are lifted from comics—lines to represent the direction of a honk, stars when someone hits their thumb with a hammer, etc. Untitled Goose Game offers a unique take on the puzzle genre. What other mechanics can we expect? Because it’s a game that’s largely about interacting with a bunch of people, the game borrows heavily from AI systems in stealth games. Playing with a character’s awareness of where the goose is, where they left their stuff, where that sound came from etc. is a big part of the comedy of the game. So, while it’s less restrictive than most stealth games, and there’s no real fail state (ie. if a character sees a goose, they’ll think “ah, there’s a goose” rather than “I’d better shoot and kill that spy”), those explicit behaviours that are so present in the stealth genre are really important in our goose game. If you could have the goose cross over into any cinematic or game universe, what would it be and why? It would be nice to see the goose chase Postman Pat over a hedgerow. That era of British children’s television has been a huge influence on the game. Otherwise, we’re always open to having the goose in Smash. Are you ready to fulfill your wildest dreams of becoming a mischevious goose and harassing people? Of course you are! Check out the website to find out how you can get your hands wings on Untitled Goose Game!
Children, Clothes, and Fail: gaming:
Indie Game Spotlight: Untitled Goose Game 
Oh, boy, do we have an extra super horrible Indie Game Spotlight exclusive for you today! We’re talking, of course, of Untitled Goose Game, a slapstick simulator, where you play a goose hassling a town full of people who would very much like you to stop hassling them, please. It feels a bit like playing the videogame version of an old cartoon, complete with reactive soundtrack. Everything that happens in the game is very low stakes (the goose doesn’t get involved in political scandals, or drive a car off a ramp etc.), but there’s a lot of room for comedic performance in doing things like stealing clothes off a washing line and dumping them in a pond.
The team at House House shares roles a lot, and so the game was predominantly designed collaboratively by four people. We chatted with Stuart Gillespie-Cook, who mostly works on animation. Also within House House is Jake Strasser, largely responsible for the design of levels and environments, Nico Disseldorp who does all the programming, and Michael McMaster who mostly works on art direction and UI. The iconic sound effects were made by Em Halberstadt, and Dan Golding designed the music. There’s also art from Kalonica Quigley and additional UI programming from Cherie Davidson. Stuart Gave us the lowdown on the curious title, the game mechanics, and dream crossovers. Read on!
What’s the story behind the title of the game?
This more or less happened by accident; at first, we just needed something to put on a video we were submitting to a festival. It’s become one of the best things about the game, and I’m so glad we stuck with it. I will say it’s a weird thing to explain when your very not-online hairdresser asks you “oh, what game are you working on?”  
How did the team come up with the animation style?
The whole visual style of the game is designed to be nice and clean, very readable and approachable. The animation specifically takes a lot of inspiration from slapstick and pantomime—with big, over the top reactions that are impossible to miss. We wanted to squeeze as much emotion as possible out of these people without facial expressions, so everything has to be evoked with body language. We also lean heavily on two dimensional, hand-drawn effects that are lifted from comics—lines to represent the direction of a honk, stars when someone hits their thumb with a hammer, etc.


Untitled Goose Game offers a unique take on the puzzle genre. What other mechanics can we expect?
Because it’s a game that’s largely about interacting with a bunch of people, the game borrows heavily from AI systems in stealth games. Playing with a character’s awareness of where the goose is, where they left their stuff, where that sound came from etc. is a big part of the comedy of the game. So, while it’s less restrictive than most stealth games, and there’s no real fail state (ie. if a character sees a goose, they’ll think “ah, there’s a goose” rather than “I’d better shoot and kill that spy”), those explicit behaviours that are so present in the stealth genre are really important in our goose game.
If you could have the goose cross over into any cinematic or game universe, what would it be and why?
It would be nice to see the goose chase Postman Pat over a hedgerow. That era of British children’s television has been a huge influence on the game. Otherwise, we’re always open to having the goose in Smash.
Are you ready to fulfill your wildest dreams of becoming a mischevious goose and harassing people? Of course you are! Check out the website to find out how you can get your hands wings on Untitled Goose Game!

gaming: Indie Game Spotlight: Untitled Goose Game  Oh, boy, do we have an extra super horrible Indie Game Spotlight exclusive for you today!...

Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and Hermione: marauders4evr I still say the most unrealistic part of Harry Potter was that there wasn't a scene where Hermione found 16 year old Harry in a shopping cart on top of the Astronomy Tower while 16 year old Ron stood by with Colin's camera because if the prophecy says that he has to die via Voldemort then that means nothing else can kill him ergo there's no way this could possibly go wrong... marauders4evr spaceship-amie honestly the MOMENT harry found out about the prophecy he should've created a wizards jackass Harry: Owill now drink eightglasses of milkin threeminutes. Hermione: Nope! Nonyou won't! No, you won't. trickstergames @blackkatmagic joisbishmyoga 1. Hermione does not need the extra stress, she's already a frazzled mess from her academics, poor kid 2. Suddenly I realize how very much JKR (and, admittedly, a lot of the rest of us) have forgotten about being teenagers milkshakesandknives But, we all know Slytherins get involved too. Mainly because Draco has the mindset of "anything potter can do, I can do better!" the ean't) But, I'll it would take is for Harry to say is "scared Malfoy?" and there Draco is in a shopping cart next to Potter ready to race down the astronomy tower themiscyra1983 "DRACO EVEN IF HARRY IS RIGHT IN HIS ABSOLUTELY DAFT INTERPRETATION OF PROPHECY, THE PROPHECY DOESN'T COVER YOU" "LEAVE IT, Granger, I'm DOING this" "HE'S DOING THIS HERMIONE" marauders4evr YES THESE ARE THE QUALITY ADDITIONS I WANT ON MY POSTS! marauders4evr died-by-gendering replied to your post: I still say the most unrealistic part Aa I Except that Dumbledore told Hary that not all prophecies come true Draco and Harry, already halfway down the tower with no chance of stopping or slowing down: He said WHA mzuul I had to draw it.. PAWN
Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and Hermione: marauders4evr
 I still say the most unrealistic part of Harry Potter was that there
 wasn't a scene where Hermione found 16 year old Harry in a
 shopping cart on top of the Astronomy Tower while 16 year old Ron
 stood by with Colin's camera because if the prophecy says that he
 has to die via Voldemort then that means nothing else can kill him
 ergo there's no way this could possibly go wrong...
 marauders4evr
 spaceship-amie
 honestly the MOMENT harry
 found out about the prophecy
 he should've created a
 wizards jackass
 Harry:
 Owill now drink eightglasses
 of milkin threeminutes.
 Hermione:
 Nope! Nonyou won't!
 No, you won't.
 trickstergames
 @blackkatmagic
 joisbishmyoga
 1. Hermione does not need the extra stress, she's already a frazzled
 mess from her academics, poor kid
 2. Suddenly I realize how very much JKR (and, admittedly, a lot of
 the rest of us) have forgotten about being teenagers
 milkshakesandknives
 But, we all know Slytherins get involved too. Mainly because Draco
 has the mindset of "anything potter can do, I can do better!" the
 ean't)
 But, I'll it would take is for Harry to say is "scared Malfoy?"
 and there Draco is in a shopping cart next to Potter ready to race
 down the astronomy tower
 themiscyra1983
 "DRACO EVEN IF HARRY IS RIGHT IN HIS ABSOLUTELY DAFT
 INTERPRETATION OF PROPHECY, THE PROPHECY DOESN'T
 COVER YOU"
 "LEAVE IT, Granger, I'm DOING this"
 "HE'S DOING THIS HERMIONE"
 marauders4evr
 YES
 THESE ARE THE QUALITY ADDITIONS I WANT ON MY POSTS!
 marauders4evr
 died-by-gendering replied to your post: I still say the most unrealistic part
 Aa
 I Except that Dumbledore told Hary that not all prophecies come true
 Draco and Harry, already halfway down the tower with no
 chance of stopping or slowing down: He said WHA
 mzuul
 I had to draw it..
 PAWN

Birthday, Comfortable, and Confidence: reddit-tales What has been your worst "nice guy" experience? So, possibly one of the coolest things I've ever seen. I mean you know how you hear the "women want him, men want to *be* him" stuff in old movies? Well I'm a man and by *god* I wanted to be this guy. Anyway! I'm having dinner with my girlfriend at the time, and behind us are a couple on a not going well. Guy was being I rather inappropriate comments, the girl doesn't look at all comfortable. The girl finishes her appetiser really quickly my guess is she wanted to get it over with. Guy proceeds to comment on it and says "well, least I know you can swallow right?" Loudly Girl goes red and tells him that isn't appropriate, he literally waves his hand in a "shoo" type motion and says "oh calm down I was going to find out in a few hours anyway" I missed her exact re as she moved to a hushed tone, but it was fairly obvious what was being said-fuck no, fuck off, fuck this. He responded with "sweetheart I picked lost the colour in her face and said nothing. No. No. Fuck no. I'm one of those "get involved" type of people and there is no way I'm sitting here watching this go down. I get up. I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm 23, fighting fit and happy to put that motherfucker through a wall. I may have had a slight temper in my youth. But anyway. I was halfway out of my chair when a hand came down on my shoulder and I look up to this mid-50s but super fit guy who says "Easy. I've got this one son". Absolute, total confidence in his voice.. so seeing as my current plan amounted to "stab him in the neck" and I'm already thinking maybe that's not the best idea, I sit down. He walks over, grabs a nearby chair, flips it around and sits down with the couple. Then.. he pulls out his police ID and puts it on the table. Now the guy doesn't have any colour in his face Cop: "So, I'm quietly celebrating my daughters birthday with my family when I distinctly hear you threaten this young lady, would you care to explain yourself?" Guy: "I, ah, well, um, you see. Cop: "That's what I thought. Now see, we take a *very* dim view of that kind of thing, so right now I'm deciding if I want to have some of my buddies come pick you up" Guy: "oh no well that..." Cop: "But that would disrupt everyone's dinner, so how about you hand me your ID, me, the dn't want yhe staff here and settle your bill., the full bill now, this young lady shouldn't go hungry on account of your poor behaviour. Or we can go with the first option, I'll leave it up to you. Guy: "No no! That's perfectly fine!" 1*hands over ID, gets up and walks very quickly in the direction of the counter Cop: while writing down the guys details 1* "Sorry about that miss, I hope I'm not intruding it just seemed like you could use some help. Oh and don't worry, if you want to pursue this further I'll have some of the boys pick him up on his way home, we can definitely take this further. Girl: "No, thank you so much, I wanted to run out 30 minutes ago but he drove me here". Cop: *shifts from hardarse cop to comforting father figure in about half a second* "Well I'm here with my daughter, she's about your age, perhaps you'd like to finish your meal with us? We can run you home afterwards if you'd like, unless you'd prefer to call someone else?" Girl: "Oh.. that would be really nice.. thankyou so much! *guy returns, so does the hardarse cop* Guy: "Uh so, I've paid the bill, if I could have back.". my Cop: "There you go. now I have your details right here so I *highly* recommend you don't go near or contact this young lady ever again. Guy: "Yes yes of course, I'm so sorry!" The quy pretty much fled the restaurant, the qirl went and sat with the cop and his family and by the time we left they were still sitting around talking and laughing about random crap. It was hands down the best way I have ever seen anybody handle any situation, ever. That cop is my hero. malicemanaged Dude. I hope that man has a great rest of his life. Wholesome cop via /r/wholesomememes https://ift.tt/2SkCLRT
Birthday, Comfortable, and Confidence: reddit-tales
 What has been your worst
 "nice guy" experience?
 So, possibly one of the coolest things I've
 ever seen. I mean you know how you hear the
 "women want him, men want to *be* him"
 stuff in old movies? Well I'm a man and by
 *god* I wanted to be this guy. Anyway!
 I'm having dinner with my girlfriend at
 the time, and behind us are a couple on a
 not going well. Guy was being
 I
 rather
 inappropriate comments, the girl doesn't
 look at all comfortable.
 The girl finishes her appetiser really quickly
 my guess is she wanted to get it over with.
 Guy proceeds to comment on it and says
 "well, least I know you can swallow right?"
 Loudly
 Girl goes red and tells him that isn't
 appropriate, he literally waves his hand in
 a "shoo" type motion and says "oh calm
 down I was going to find out in a few hours
 anyway"
 I missed her exact re
 as she moved to a
 hushed tone, but it was fairly obvious what
 was being said-fuck no, fuck off, fuck this.
 He responded with "sweetheart I picked
 lost the
 colour in her face and said nothing.
 No. No. Fuck no. I'm one of those "get
 involved" type of people and there is no way
 I'm sitting here watching this go down. I get
 up. I don't know what I'm going to do, but
 I'm 23, fighting fit and happy to put that
 motherfucker through a wall. I may have had
 a slight temper in my youth. But anyway.
 I was halfway out of my chair when a hand
 came down on my shoulder and I look up
 to this mid-50s but super fit guy who says
 "Easy. I've got this one son". Absolute, total
 confidence in his voice.. so seeing as my
 current plan amounted to "stab him in the
 neck" and I'm already thinking maybe that's
 not the best idea, I sit down.
 He walks over, grabs a nearby chair, flips it
 around and sits down with the couple. Then..
 he pulls out his police ID and puts it on the
 table. Now the guy doesn't have any colour in
 his face
 Cop: "So, I'm quietly celebrating my
 daughters birthday with my family when I
 distinctly hear you threaten this young lady,
 would you care to explain yourself?"
 Guy: "I, ah, well, um, you see.
 Cop: "That's what I thought. Now see, we
 take a *very* dim view of that kind of thing,
 so right now I'm deciding if I want to have
 some of my buddies come pick you up"
 Guy: "oh no well that..."
 Cop: "But that would disrupt everyone's
 dinner, so how about you hand me your ID,
 me, the dn't want yhe staff here and
 settle your bill., the full bill now, this young
 lady shouldn't go hungry on account of your
 poor behaviour. Or we can go with the first
 option, I'll leave it up to you.
 Guy: "No no! That's perfectly fine!" 1*hands
 over ID, gets up and walks very quickly in the
 direction of the counter
 Cop: while writing down the guys details
 1* "Sorry about that miss, I hope I'm not
 intruding it just seemed like you could use
 some help. Oh and don't worry, if you want
 to pursue this further I'll have some of the
 boys pick him up on his way home, we can
 definitely take this further.
 Girl: "No, thank you so much, I wanted to run
 out 30 minutes ago but he drove me here".
 Cop: *shifts from hardarse cop to
 comforting father figure in about half a
 second* "Well I'm here with my daughter,
 she's about your age, perhaps you'd like to
 finish your meal with us? We can run you
 home afterwards if you'd like, unless you'd
 prefer to call someone else?"
 Girl: "Oh.. that would be really nice.. thankyou
 so much!
 *guy returns, so does the hardarse cop*
 Guy: "Uh so, I've paid the bill, if I could have
 back.".
 my
 Cop: "There you go. now I have your details
 right here so I *highly* recommend you
 don't go near or contact this young lady ever
 again.
 Guy: "Yes yes of course, I'm so sorry!"
 The quy pretty much fled the restaurant, the
 qirl went and sat with the cop and his family
 and by the time we left they were still sitting
 around talking and laughing about random
 crap.
 It was hands down the best way I have ever
 seen anybody handle any situation, ever. That
 cop is my hero.
 malicemanaged
 Dude. I hope that man has a great rest of his
 life.
Wholesome cop via /r/wholesomememes https://ift.tt/2SkCLRT

Wholesome cop via /r/wholesomememes https://ift.tt/2SkCLRT

Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes January 2 at 11:26 AM Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay pigeons I repeat. DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor? It goes like this One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision Our job is not to shoot them. Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being absolutely perfect. Not likeable enough. BOOM Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back together into a candidate who can win the general election. And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016, apparently Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and they will continue to do so for as long as we let them So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN. I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember, but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear ourselves apart? Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't have to. I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability" and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare administration in our wake. BOOM 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares onceuponamirror: helenofhere: snarksandkisses: Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind: This is the most important post on this platform since early 2016. WE ARE NOT FUCKING IT UP TWICE. DO NOT LET PROPAGANDA AND MANIPULATION DIVIDE US AGAINST GETTING THIS MONSTER OUT. thanks
Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes
 January 2 at 11:26 AM
 Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay
 pigeons
 I repeat.
 DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS
 But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor?
 It goes like this
 One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are
 going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch
 themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision
 Our job is not to shoot them.
 Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the
 gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and
 guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being
 absolutely perfect.
 Not likeable enough. BOOM
 Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM
 Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM
 I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM
 Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM
 Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM
 Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade
 them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the
 media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do
 the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM
 And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered
 remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back
 together into a candidate who can win the general election.
 And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016,
 apparently
 Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate
 his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he
 was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they
 pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross
 incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some
 really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and
 they will continue to do so for as long as we let them

 So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not
 your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to
 yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS
 INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE
 FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS
 COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN.
 I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of
 personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the
 iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES
 But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms
 Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES
 AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER
 YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE
 VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register
 people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards
 Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why
 yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR
 things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember,
 but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do
 Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and
 voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period
 It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient
 fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this
 right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear
 ourselves apart?
 Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international
 reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free
 press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white
 dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old
 woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on
 for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I
 mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't
 have to.
 I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid
 options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR
 ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability"
 and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to
 rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves
 So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the
 numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's
 explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare
 administration in our wake.
 BOOM
 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares
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Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:


This is the most important post on this platform since early 2016. 


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Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes January 2 at 11:26 AM Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay pigeons I repeat. DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor? It goes like this One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision Our job is not to shoot them. Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being absolutely perfect. Not likeable enough. BOOM Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back together into a candidate who can win the general election. And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016, apparently Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and they will continue to do so for as long as we let them So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN. I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember, but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear ourselves apart? Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't have to. I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability" and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare administration in our wake. BOOM 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares snarksandkisses: Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:
Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes
 January 2 at 11:26 AM
 Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay
 pigeons
 I repeat.
 DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS
 But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor?
 It goes like this
 One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are
 going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch
 themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision
 Our job is not to shoot them.
 Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the
 gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and
 guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being
 absolutely perfect.
 Not likeable enough. BOOM
 Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM
 Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM
 I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM
 Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM
 Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM
 Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade
 them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the
 media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do
 the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM
 And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered
 remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back
 together into a candidate who can win the general election.
 And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016,
 apparently
 Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate
 his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he
 was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they
 pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross
 incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some
 really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and
 they will continue to do so for as long as we let them

 So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not
 your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to
 yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS
 INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE
 FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS
 COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN.
 I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of
 personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the
 iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES
 But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms
 Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES
 AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER
 YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE
 VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register
 people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards
 Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why
 yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR
 things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember,
 but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do
 Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and
 voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period
 It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient
 fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this
 right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear
 ourselves apart?
 Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international
 reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free
 press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white
 dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old
 woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on
 for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I
 mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't
 have to.
 I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid
 options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR
 ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability"
 and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to
 rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves
 So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the
 numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's
 explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare
 administration in our wake.
 BOOM
 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares
snarksandkisses:

Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:

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Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes January 2 at 11:26 AM Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay pigeons I repeat. DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor? It goes like this One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision Our job is not to shoot them. Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being absolutely perfect. Not likeable enough. BOOM Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back together into a candidate who can win the general election. And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016, apparently Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and they will continue to do so for as long as we let them So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN. I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember, but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear ourselves apart? Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't have to. I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability" and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare administration in our wake. BOOM 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares heatheralicewatson: snarksandkisses: Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind: You can have a favorite in the primaries, and even make a passionate case for your favorite, without drilling down on why the other candidates are monsters. You really truly can.
Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes
 January 2 at 11:26 AM
 Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay
 pigeons
 I repeat.
 DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS
 But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor?
 It goes like this
 One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are
 going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch
 themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision
 Our job is not to shoot them.
 Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the
 gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and
 guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being
 absolutely perfect.
 Not likeable enough. BOOM
 Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM
 Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM
 I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM
 Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM
 Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM
 Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade
 them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the
 media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do
 the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM
 And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered
 remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back
 together into a candidate who can win the general election.
 And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016,
 apparently
 Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate
 his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he
 was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they
 pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross
 incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some
 really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and
 they will continue to do so for as long as we let them

 So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not
 your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to
 yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS
 INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE
 FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS
 COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN.
 I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of
 personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the
 iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES
 But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms
 Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES
 AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER
 YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE
 VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register
 people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards
 Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why
 yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR
 things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember,
 but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do
 Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and
 voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period
 It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient
 fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this
 right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear
 ourselves apart?
 Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international
 reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free
 press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white
 dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old
 woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on
 for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I
 mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't
 have to.
 I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid
 options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR
 ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability"
 and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to
 rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves
 So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the
 numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's
 explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare
 administration in our wake.
 BOOM
 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares
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snarksandkisses:

Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:


You can have a favorite in the primaries, and even make a passionate case for your favorite, without drilling down on why the other candidates are monsters.  You really truly can.

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Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes January 2 at 11:26 AM Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay pigeons I repeat. DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor? It goes like this One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision Our job is not to shoot them. Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being absolutely perfect. Not likeable enough. BOOM Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back together into a candidate who can win the general election. And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016, apparently Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and they will continue to do so for as long as we let them So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN. I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember, but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear ourselves apart? Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't have to. I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability" and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare administration in our wake. BOOM 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares snarksandkisses: Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:
Apparently, Beer, and Dude: Emily Holmes
 January 2 at 11:26 AM
 Liberal Friends, listen to this right now: Democratic Nominees are not clay
 pigeons
 I repeat.
 DEMOCRATIC NOMINEES ARE NOT CLAY PIGEONS
 But, Emily, whatever do you mean? What is this metaphor?
 It goes like this
 One by one, over the next couple of months, Democratic nominees are
 going to launch their official bids for President. They are going to launch
 themselves, one by one, into the sky, right into our line of vision
 Our job is not to shoot them.
 Our job is NOT, the second we see them cross the sky, to reach out for the
 gun being handed to us by conservatives (because duh, conservatives and
 guns) and take aim, and blast them, one by one out of the air, for not being
 absolutely perfect.
 Not likeable enough. BOOM
 Not an inspiring enough speaker. BOOM
 Said that awkward thing that one time. BOOM
 I wouldn't want to have a beer with them. BOOM
 Too old. BOOM. Too female. BOOM. Too white. BOOM
 Not a fucking flawless progressive superhero. BOOM
 Because what happens next? We shoot the candidates down. We degrade
 them. We belittle them. We smear them. Then we hand the gun to the
 media. They do the same. They hand the gun to the conservatives. They do
 the same. Then the bots start reloading. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM
 And then at the end of primary season, we have to pick up the shattered
 remains of whoever got the most votes and attempt to glue them back
 together into a candidate who can win the general election.
 And we will lose. Because we learned fucking NOTHING from 2016,
 apparently
 Trump didn't win because every conservative loves him. Most of them hate
 his fucking guts. But they held their noses and voted for him because he
 was the only way to push their agenda forward. And holy shit, have they
 pushed it. Despite his complete ineptitude, his bumbling, his gross
 incompetence, his blatant corruption, they have shoved through some
 really damaging policies that are hurting real people every single day, and
 they will continue to do so for as long as we let them

 So, here we are. You're not jazzed about Liz Warren? Awesome. Beto not
 your boy? Swell. Sick of Biden memes? Good for you, friend. Keep it to
 yourself. Why? Because EVERY SINGLE DEMOCRAT WHO RUNS IS
 INFINITELY BETTER FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR COUNTRY THAN THE
 FLAMING RACIST POPULIST TRASH CURRENTLY STEERING THIS
 COUNTRY DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN.
 I'm not sure if you noticed, but we already elected a guy based on a cult of
 personality rather than on whether he was qualified in any way to do the
 iob, and we're going to be putting out the flames for DECADES
 But what do we do instead, you ask? Watch debates. Compare platforms
 Be informed. Choose your favorite BASED ON REAL FACTUAL POLICIES
 AND EXPERIENCE, NOT ON YOUR DELICATE FEELINGS AND WHETHER
 YOU FEEL SUFFICIENTLY ENTERTAINED OR INEXPLICABLY HAPPY AT THE
 VERY SIGHT OF THEIR GLOWING FACE. Then get involved. Register
 people. Drive to the polls. Hold signs on street corners. Write postcards
 Knock on doors. Don't tell us why the other candidates suck, tell us why
 yours is THE BEST. Fight FOR them. Remember how we used to fight FOR
 things, rather than against them? I know Trump makes it hard to remember,
 but I promise, that's a thing we used to know how to do
 Then we all, collectively, wholeheartedly, throw our weight and energy and
 voice behind whoever gets the nomination. If we do that, we win. Period
 It's not a question of who can beat Trump, don't you get it? A sentient
 fucking houseplant with a liberal platform could beat Trump, if we do this
 right. It's a question of whether WE can beat him, or would we rather tear
 ourselves apart?
 Look around you, folks. The stock market is in free-fall. Our international
 reputation is in tatters. Our foreign policy is for sale to dictators. Our free
 press is under daily attack. Our Supreme Court is one conservative white
 dude away from full-on Gilead, and we can't keep asking an 84-year-old
 woman recovering from broken ribs and a third bout of cancer to hang on
 for six more years because we can't get our heads out of our own asses. I
 mean, she'll do it, obviously, because RBG is a BOSS, but she shouldn't
 have to.
 I repeat. This is not a test of our candidates. There are lots of good, solid
 options. It's a test of US. Of OUR ability to unite. Of OUR strength. Of OUR
 ability to put aside selfish arbitrary purity tests and scales of "likeability"
 and to just FUCKING GET IT DONE. We don't need the perfect candidate to
 rescue us. We need to realize that we can rescue ourselves
 So, how about it, Resistance? They want us to forget that we have the
 numbers, the motivation, and the power. They want us to implode. Let's
 explode instead, and leave nothing but a charred ruin of this nightmare
 administration in our wake.
 BOOM
 1.4K Comments 6.7K Shares
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Af, Being Alone, and America: MARIAH CAREY Not Another White Girl Trying To Sing Black' Daughter of Black father and White mother is hottest new artist By Lynn Norment ARIAH CAREY has a score to settle. Last summer, soon after her debut recording started racing up the record charts, she says a music critic referred to her as "another White girl trying to sing Black." Carey, indisputably the hottest new artist of the year, was infuriated A hit on Black and White charts, Mariah Carey is biggest new pop star since Whitney Houston 54 EB NY March 1991 Continued on Page 56 Denying reports that she is a White star imitating Blacks, talented singer-lyricist poses (left) at New York luncheon. "My father, Carey says, "is Black and Venezuelan, my mother is Irish. That makes me a combination of all those things." MARIAH CAREY Continued sing a certain way. I'm just trying to be Because she and her mother moved And now, here at a luncheon at Lolas me. And if people enjoy my music, often, she didn't have many close n Manhattan, she has the then they shouldn't care what I am, so friends or get involved in high school music programs. Instead, she spent af- straight and "tactfully" correct the Carey says she has always loved to ter-school hours writing songs and ing, and she gives credit and thanks to making demo tapes with longtime ac- perfect opportunity to set the record it shouldn't be an issue erring critic. "Im not a White girl trying to sing her mother for the "genes. Her quaintance Ben Margulies Black," the 20-year-old singer says in mother started giving her vocal lessons I 1987, right after finishing high an interview soon after. “My father is when she was four years old, and she school at age 17, she moved from her Black and Venezuelan, my mother is spent considerable time around her mother's home on Long Island into a Irish. That makes me a combination of mom's musically talented friends, one-bedroom apartment in Manhattan all those things. I am a human being, a soaking up the sounds of Billie Holiday with two other struggling performers During this exceptionally lean period, As a kid, she also spent a lot of time she slept on a mattress on the floor and Though barely out of her teens, Ma- listening to the radio and her sister's worked as a waitress, hat checker and riah Carey is indeed her own woman records. The soulful sounds of Gladys restaurant hostess to make ends meet She grew up in New York with her Knight, Aretha Franklin, Stevie Before and after work, she diligently mother, Patricia Carey, a vocal coach Wonder and Al Green were constant shopped her demo tapes from record and former singer with the New York companions. She sang along and stud- company to record company, but was person. What I am not is a White girl trying to sing Black. and Sarah Vaughan City Opera. Her parents divorced ed the lyrics and arrangements. By basically ignored when she was three, and Carey had an the time she was in high school, Carey ther, Alfred Roy Carey, an aeronautica which appear on her recordin a brother, 29, and a sister, 30.) back on-and-off" relationship with her fa was writing her own songs, several of up to Brenda K. Starr, and she was reg ularly doing studio session work. "We engineer in Washington, D.C. (She has Gospel music was also a great influ became good friends, and she helped ence. On occasion, she accompanied me out a lot," she says of Starr. "She Some people look at me and they her paternal grandmother, who is was always saying, Here's my friend see my light skin and my hair," she says Black, to a Baptist church. Even today, Mariah, here's her tape; she sings Eventually she began running a slender, neatly manicured she says, "I get up and go to bed listen- writes..。。.. hand through her long, semi-curly, ing to gospel music." Her favorites i It was Starr who took Carey to the honey-colored tresses for emphasis. "I clude the Clark Sisters, Shirley Caesar CBS party where she was discovered can't help the way I look, because it's and Edwin Hawkins, in addition to Ar me. I don't try to look a certain way or etha Franklin and Al Green 56 At t Sony Music Entertainment) president Continued on Page 58 EBONY March 1991 ways felt kind of different from every one else in my neighborhoods. I was a different person-ethnically. And sometimes that can be a problem. If you look a certain way everybody goes White girl, and I'd go, No, that's not Carey chose to express her inner- most feelings in her songs rather than become depressed and bitter. You re ally have to look inside yourself and find your own inner strength, and say, Im proud of what I am and who I am and I'm just going to be myself And for Carey, that translates into being a "respected" singer and song writer. But her phenomenal success has not inflated her head or her bank account, for she has yet to realize any monies from the album's success. The days when she and two struggling roommates stretched out a boxed mac aroni dinner for a week are still too Vivid, she says And, no, I don't let stuff like this go to my head, because success isn't a scale for talent," says the singer. I don't want to be a big star,' but I want to be respected as an artist. I'm de- Black singers, Carey lighted and very thankful [that people Influenced by Gladys Knight, Aretha Franklin and other started writing songs ike her work] in high school. She is a big gospel musio fan. "This is my love," she says emphat ically. "I want to sing for the rest of my MARIAH CAREY Continued more than two million copies. In At this point, she sings every chance Tommy Mottola a demo. In return, he ically, Carey wrote "Love Takes Time" she gets. In the studio. During promo gave her a Great-another demo for a second LP. But when Mottola tional stops. In the shower. Around her tape" smile, and Carey assumed it was another dead end. But on leaving the heard it, he insisted on stop g the one-bedroom Upper East Side Marn hattan apartment. To the boyfriend/ affair, Mottola popped the demo into but album, even though some record singer she's known since high school presses and adding the song to her de- his limo's tape deck. He liked what he ings were already in record stores heard so much that he immediately re- To her two Persian cats Carey says she was just as startled as Singing makes me incredibly turned to the party to find Carey. But anyone that Vision of Love" hit so big happy," she says. "Music makes me im she had already left because "it isn't hip-hop music, it isn't measurably h Having no address or telephone house music, and it isn't rap. But I am number did not deter Mottola from so glad and thankful," she says. That tracking her down. Ironically, another song really represents everything in record company had expressed mild interest in Carey, and a bit of a biddii war evolved my life. It is a song from the heart. ing Consider the lyrics: "Prayed through the nights/Felt so alone/Suf In December 1988, she signed with fered from alienation/Carried the CBS Columbia Records. Within a weight on my own/Had to be strong/So week she wrote Vision of Love" for I believed/And now I know I've suc- her debut album. In fact, she wrote ceeded/In finding the place I con- lyrics for all l songs on her self-titled ceived LP, and she even produced Vanish- the lissome artist with the clear, passio- inging "America The Beautiful" at the Just why would such a seemingly tender womanchild write these words Columbia went all-out to promote of despair and sing them with suclh deep passion? nate seven-octave voice, flexing a little "Well, just because you are young clout to get her the coveted task of doesn't mean that you haven't had a hard life," she says with a knowing lit 1989 NBA finals, where she was ex- tle smile. "It's been difficult for me, posed to 16 million people. Both "Vi moving around so much, having to sion of Love" and "Love Takes Time grow up by myself, basically on my have gone gold, and the album has sold own, my parents divorced. And I al EBONY March 1991 festivemomentspow:Mariah Carey, 1991
Af, Being Alone, and America: MARIAH CAREY
 Not Another
 White Girl
 Trying To
 Sing Black'
 Daughter of Black father
 and White mother is
 hottest new artist
 By Lynn Norment
 ARIAH CAREY has a score to settle. Last
 summer, soon after her debut recording
 started racing up the record charts, she says a
 music critic referred to her as "another White
 girl trying to sing Black."
 Carey, indisputably the hottest new artist of
 the year, was infuriated
 A hit on Black and White
 charts, Mariah Carey is
 biggest new pop star
 since Whitney Houston
 54
 EB NY March 1991
 Continued on Page 56

 Denying reports that she is a White star imitating Blacks, talented singer-lyricist poses (left) at New York luncheon. "My father, Carey says, "is Black
 and Venezuelan, my mother is Irish. That makes me a combination of all those things."
 MARIAH CAREY Continued
 sing a certain way. I'm just trying to be
 Because she and her mother moved
 And now, here at a luncheon at Lolas me. And if people enjoy my music, often, she didn't have many close
 n Manhattan, she has the then they shouldn't care what I am, so friends or get involved in high school
 music programs. Instead, she spent af-
 straight and "tactfully" correct the Carey says she has always loved to ter-school hours writing songs and
 ing, and she gives credit and thanks to making demo tapes with longtime ac-
 perfect opportunity to set the record
 it shouldn't be an issue
 erring critic.
 "Im not a White girl trying to sing her mother for the "genes. Her quaintance Ben Margulies
 Black," the 20-year-old singer says in mother started giving her vocal lessons I 1987, right after finishing high
 an interview soon after. “My father is when she was four years old, and she school at age 17, she moved from her
 Black and Venezuelan, my mother is spent considerable time around her mother's home on Long Island into a
 Irish. That makes me a combination of mom's musically talented friends, one-bedroom apartment in Manhattan
 all those things. I am a human being, a soaking up the sounds of Billie Holiday with two other struggling performers
 During this exceptionally lean period,
 As a kid, she also spent a lot of time she slept on a mattress on the floor and
 Though barely out of her teens, Ma- listening to the radio and her sister's worked as a waitress, hat checker and
 riah Carey is indeed her own woman records. The soulful sounds of Gladys restaurant hostess to make ends meet
 She grew up in New York with her Knight, Aretha Franklin, Stevie Before and after work, she diligently
 mother, Patricia Carey, a vocal coach Wonder and Al Green were constant shopped her demo tapes from record
 and former singer with the New York companions. She sang along and stud- company to record company, but was
 person. What I am not is a White girl
 trying to sing Black.
 and Sarah Vaughan
 City Opera. Her parents divorced ed the lyrics and arrangements. By basically ignored
 when she was three, and Carey had an the time she was in high school, Carey
 ther, Alfred Roy Carey, an aeronautica which appear on her recordin
 a brother, 29, and a sister, 30.)
 back
 on-and-off" relationship with her fa was writing her own songs, several of up to Brenda K. Starr, and she was reg
 ularly doing studio session work. "We
 engineer in Washington, D.C. (She has Gospel music was also a great influ became good friends, and she helped
 ence. On occasion, she accompanied me out a lot," she says of Starr. "She
 Some people look at me and they her paternal grandmother, who is was always saying, Here's my friend
 see my light skin and my hair," she says Black, to a Baptist church. Even today, Mariah, here's her tape; she sings
 Eventually she began
 running a slender, neatly manicured
 she says, "I get up and go to bed listen-
 writes..。。..
 hand through her long, semi-curly, ing to gospel music." Her favorites i It was Starr who took Carey to the
 honey-colored tresses for emphasis. "I clude the Clark Sisters, Shirley Caesar CBS party where she was discovered
 can't help the way I look, because it's and Edwin Hawkins, in addition to Ar
 me. I don't try to look a certain way or etha Franklin and Al Green
 56
 At t
 Sony Music Entertainment) president
 Continued on Page 58
 EBONY March 1991

 ways felt kind of different from every
 one else in my neighborhoods. I was a
 different person-ethnically. And
 sometimes that can be a problem. If
 you look a certain way everybody goes
 White girl, and I'd go, No, that's not
 Carey chose to express her inner-
 most feelings in her songs rather than
 become depressed and bitter. You re
 ally have to look inside yourself and
 find your own inner strength, and say,
 Im proud of what I am and who I am
 and I'm just going to be myself
 And for Carey, that translates into
 being a "respected" singer and song
 writer. But her phenomenal success
 has not inflated her head or her bank
 account, for she has yet to realize any
 monies from the album's success. The
 days when she and two struggling
 roommates stretched out a boxed mac
 aroni dinner for a week are still too
 Vivid, she says
 And, no, I don't let stuff like this go
 to my head, because success isn't a
 scale for talent," says the singer. I
 don't want to be a big star,' but I want
 to be respected as an artist. I'm de-
 Black singers, Carey lighted and very thankful [that people
 Influenced by Gladys
 Knight, Aretha
 Franklin and other
 started writing songs ike her work]
 in high school. She
 is a big gospel musio
 fan.
 "This is my love," she says emphat
 ically. "I want to sing for the rest of my
 MARIAH CAREY Continued
 more than two million copies. In At this point, she sings every chance
 Tommy Mottola a demo. In return, he ically, Carey wrote "Love Takes Time" she gets. In the studio. During promo
 gave her a Great-another demo for a second LP. But when Mottola tional stops. In the shower. Around her
 tape" smile, and Carey assumed it was
 another dead end. But on leaving the
 heard it, he insisted on stop
 g the one-bedroom Upper East Side Marn
 hattan apartment. To the boyfriend/
 affair, Mottola popped the demo into but album, even though some record singer she's known since high school
 presses and adding the song to her de-
 his limo's tape deck. He liked what he ings were already in record stores
 heard so much that he immediately re-
 To her two Persian cats
 Carey says she was just as startled as
 Singing makes me incredibly
 turned to the party to find Carey. But anyone that Vision of Love" hit so big happy," she says. "Music makes me im
 she had already left
 because "it isn't hip-hop music, it isn't measurably h
 Having no address or telephone house music, and it isn't rap. But I am
 number did not deter Mottola from so glad and thankful," she says. That
 tracking her down. Ironically, another song really represents everything in
 record company had expressed mild
 interest in Carey, and a bit of a biddii
 war evolved
 my life. It is a song from the heart.
 ing
 Consider the lyrics: "Prayed
 through the nights/Felt so alone/Suf
 In December 1988, she signed with fered from alienation/Carried the
 CBS Columbia Records. Within a weight on my own/Had to be strong/So
 week she wrote Vision of Love" for I believed/And now I know I've suc-
 her debut album. In fact, she wrote ceeded/In finding the place I con-
 lyrics for all l songs on her self-titled ceived
 LP, and she even produced Vanish-
 the lissome artist with the clear, passio-
 inging "America The Beautiful" at the
 Just why would such a seemingly
 tender womanchild write these words
 Columbia went all-out to promote of despair and sing them with suclh
 deep passion?
 nate seven-octave voice, flexing a little "Well, just because you are young
 clout to get her the coveted task of doesn't mean that you haven't had a
 hard life," she says with a knowing lit
 1989 NBA finals, where she was ex- tle smile. "It's been difficult for me,
 posed to 16 million people. Both "Vi moving around so much, having to
 sion of Love" and "Love Takes Time grow up by myself, basically on my
 have gone gold, and the album has sold own, my parents divorced. And I al
 EBONY March 1991
festivemomentspow:Mariah Carey, 1991

festivemomentspow:Mariah Carey, 1991