Correcting Others’ Grammar

Outside of my own family, the only people whose grammar I correct are those who have asked me to. I have a childhood friend who accredits me for having raised his verbal SAT score. That feels good.

Outside of my own family, the only people whose grammar I correct are those who have asked me to. I have a childhood friend who accredits me for having raised his verbal SAT score. That feels good.

Lord only knows what it will be. Apparently, an unelected billionaire taking control of the U.S. federal government doesn’t raise any red flags.

If this doesn’t scare you, nothing will.

Yet it seems plain that, for every Salguero, there are thousands of MAGA Christian evangelicals that are joined at the hip to Trump for his white nationalism, absolute gun rights, homophobia, and appetite for punishing already marginalized populations.

Not sure exactly what this means, but it doesn’t look promising for the working class Americans who re-elected Trump and who live paycheck-to-paycheck. Egg prices are high, but people can substitute dozens of different foodstuffs. Won’t be as easy to substitute other fuels for gas and diesel.
The lower part of me says these idiots got exactly what they deserved, but the better part of me says I’m sorry that my country couldn’t have done a better job.

The woman at left seems to think that Trump actually cares about a legal way to accomplish his goals. Sorry, lady, but I have bad news for you.




We’re talking about deliberating making our country more ignorant, more likely to elect a fascist dictator, and less capable of competing on the world stage.
Maybe “evil” is better.