Well, this week did not go as planned.

My tolerance for the boy-wunderkind-fresh-cool-exciting-go-getter-Sal-Paradise-softboi-punk-cowboy vs. ruthless-ball-buster-political-operator-Tracy-Flick-killjoy-silly-young-thing-just-a-waitress narrative is maxed out, and the election is still 573 days away.

Electability is an MLM scheme invented by white men to bolster and further consolidate power among the very people who have always had it.

I will not let a huckster with bump-it hair ruin the one good thing in my life.

Introducing the Saturday Staunch!

Mercutio is in marmalade.

Roses are red
Sherlock wore tweed
“How many Fudgie the Whale cakes could Dina Lohan possibly need?”

Two things in this world are indestructible:
 
1. Cockroaches
2. The nauseating braggadocio of trash men who have never made a woman orgasm.

(You’ll need to read the Lizzo profile in The Cut to get that subject pun....Can you tell I’ve never seen Star Wars?)
 

AOC posted her skincare routine on her Instastory. IDK that’s all I’m really capable of talking about in politics this week.