It really depends on where you live, I think. Tsathoggua's characterization is entirely apt for, say, a meeting of the Texas State Board of Education.
And maybe they've been hearing about things like this:
They were probably think of this:
Republicans caution against the doomsday climate change scenarios peddled
by the aficionados of centralized command-and-control government. We can - and
should - address the risk of climate change based on sound science without
succumbing to the no-growth radicalism that treats climate questions as dogma
rather than as situations to be managed responsibly
It's a good thing the average Catholic pays as much attention to these jerks as I do.
Actually, in Texas you can be executed because the state called an 'expert' witness who claimed he could 'think like fire.'
It's only been 315 years since someone was executed for blasphemy in the English-speaking world, so yes: 400 more years is excessive.
Well, there is a difference. Most Christians live under secular governments, which tend to prevent Christians from butchering each other the way they used to.
Absent that, no, there would be no difference.
Beats the Season Two uniforms. ACK! I almost forgot: SEASON TWO DID NOT HAPPEN IT'S LIKE GALACTICA 1980
... end transmission
The last time I saw this story, it was called "Event Horizon."
When the baby doll head turned in the foreground, they lost the "found footage" angle. Now it's just 3rd-person omniscient with grainy footage.
But there’s something quite a bit different, something creepy and not a little despicable, about the Planned Parenthood set’s besmirching Komen’s good name across a thousand platforms for having the audacity to stop giving them free money. And I don’t care why that decision was made, frankly.
So, he doesn't want to talk about what the money was actually used for, and he doesn't care why the decision was made. But he's angry. About something. Apparently.
No wonder that idiot is a conservative.
GMTA
"Band"? No, but there was lo-tech karaoke.
Being Pro choice does mean pro abortion ... cold hard facts of conception ... the morality of the argument must be based on principle ... 'woops got preggers, it's cool I kill it lol' ... principle here is that a life has begun, cells have formed in the way that cells form to create life, and a life has taken shape ...
Semantic "arguments" are fun!!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...!!!
Thanks, that's the kind of ill-reasoned, laughable bullshit we were talking about.
You can stop pretending, now.
I'm so sick of zombie movies.
Info dumps are where I stop reading a novel, or maybe even throw the book across the room. I think it's the prime reason why sci fi has such a low reputation, especially in the UK.
It's not just that lots of direct exposition is lazy. In the real world, people disagree about practically everything. Laying out "how it is" provides an unrealistic certainty, which in turn makes the story unbelievable. If you want exposition, have people argue about your backstory (as real people argue about history all the time), or dispute the viability of a technology, or debate the rightness or wrongness of the use of force. Even people who think of themselves as being on the same 'side' of an issue argue all the time (usually about strategy or authenticity), the smaller the detail the more vicious the conflict.
Order in the real world is the product of conflict, not consensus. Conflict should make for good storytelling anyway.
IIRC, some company that works on sweeteners applied for a patent that happens to mention a protein that was originally isolated from fetal stem cells in the 1970's. Translated into the debased dialect of Crackerstan, that means we're all eating fetuses. Or something.
Assuming you can read: [whattheheckhasobamadonesofar.com]
He'll follow the GOP's male-menopause base right down into a puddle of their own drool.
Brian, Brian, Brian. You need a break, OK? It's hump day. Give someone your keys, walk to the nearest bar, set aside enough for cab fare in your shoe, and start with three very dry vodkatinis. Skip dinner and go straight on to "what the hell happened?"
I write this out of love. You can curse me in the morning, but your readers will thank us both.
Tarot cards, anyone? Shall we say Texas Hold 'Em, with the small wager of your soul?
