I am absolutely NOT here for the usual Status Quo Warriors, police brutality apologists and general Part-of-the-Problem folks coming in to say that unlike all those OTHER thugs who clearly deserved to get shot, Charles Kinsey is a REAL victim of ACTUAL police brutality.
It’s true that it’s basically impossible to design a better example of a person who didn’t deserve to get shot, but Mr. Kinsey is better than your white supremacist exceptionalism.
Oh, and also: “Sir, why did you shoot me?” “I don’t know.”
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Well hello there, German readers!
I would like to thank Game of Thrones for making it possible to use the phrase “inbred bastards” in a sentence without the slightest hint of snark.
I think that there should basically be three tiers of getting on the bus, for metro areas that use a debit card system for mass transit: First: those who know where they’re going and are paying with SmarTrip cards (as we call them here in DC). Second: those who know where they’re going and paying with cash. Last: those who want to interrogate the bus driver about where the bus route goes.
If you’re in the third category, and I have to wait behind you when it’s THIS cold outside…you’re a shitty person and I want you to be punished. Do not stand between me and a warm space, you sorry jackwagon.
It’s just a mild snowfall so far, but I’m supposed to go downtown for dinner tonight and this weather could result in serious annoyances.
The catchphrase of the day, short version, is: SORRY NOT SORRY.
The full version is: “I’m a little bit sorry, but not for the reason you want me to be sorry.”
Just in case anyone may be worried that I’m running on empty for GoT-related posts…I have some thoughts to share. Later. All in good time, my dears.
For “I Enjoy This Too Much” posts, though…THOSE will need to wait until we get Season 6.
I wasn’t following the Golden Globes red carpet on Twitter on Sunday evening, no of course I wasn’t, but if I had done so, I would have been rather disappointed at the piddling Game of Thrones contingent in attendance. I was so spoiled by the showing they made at the Emmys. Man, they were out in force at the Emmys, and I enjoyed their presence so much. For the GGs it was like D&D knew they weren’t winning anything, so they basically asked themselves, “Okay, can we scare up a handful of people who didn’t come with us to the Emmys?” And they scared up a handful of people. Including someone whose character died in S4.
Okay, so I was following the GGs on Twitter.
Yeah, I’ll just go ahead and call this biz “Game of Obsession” from now on, because that’s what I’ve done to myself.
In a rare fit of having spare time yesterday, I started puttering around in Google Drive and gathering the puzzle pieces for Arya. I’ve never been all that into Arya, but right now I feel like I should have a grip on what she’s up to.
ETA: Try this one here. Yeah, I’ve got some ideas.
Random silly thoughts now that GoT filming season is over: wouldn’t it be funny if this fighting were unrelated to filming Game of Thrones? What if, instead of filming fight scenes, Gwen was running a Tall Ladies’ Fight Club?
I need to write more of my original fiction. Maybe that would get this nonsense off my mind.