Tonight, I will be celebrating my birthday. As my coffee takes effect, however, I wonder what there is to celebrate.
Yet another nuclear disaster, and people still want to tell me that nuclear power is safe.
In 1992, scientists were giving us until about 2030 before major disasters would change the course of civilization. Every indicator I've seen since then has only worsened the news.
The gap between the rich and poor grew larger under a Democratic president, who ignored a New Deal expert on his own economic team until she quit.
In pastordan's words, "the level of religious discourse in our society hurts my sexy."
I'm tired. Just tired.