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Cake day: June 9th, 2023

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  • Nope, see others commenting below.

    And my point was, you can’t be surprised that conservatives turn around and do what the left does to them when they have the chance to. That’s why I was so against Dems ousting Trump supporters from their jobs, because I knew they would turn around and do the same if/when they had the chance.

    It’s why we have to be very careful about any laws we pass when Dems are in power. Power will always swing back to Republicans at some point, and you’re fucking crazy if you think they’re not going to use those same laws to repress their political opponents





  • Why is no one worried about the obvious decay of democracy under Biden and the DNC? 2020 was a very obvious act of anti-democracy when they messed with the prelims, no one got all bent out of shape. Just all piled on board. No one Saud a peep when they chose Harris was VP either, even though she was (is) terrible.

    I can’t take anyone seriously who is crying about losing our democracy. We haven’t had democracy recently. The DNC did everything they could to prop up people who would do their bidding, and ignored the voters until the voters had no choice but to fall in line.




  • When I was 6, I was in a boating accident.

    My family and I were waterskiing and camping off this little island on the lake. We did it all the time, since my uncle had a speedboat.

    My mom was about to take her turn, and I was sitting in the boat behind my uncles seat, facing the back to watch her ski. When my uncle tried to start the boat, it faltered. Made a rut-rut-rut noise but wouldn’t start. After try three or four, I smelled something awful, and pinched my nose. The last thing I remember is my mom asking me if I smelled something bad, and I nodded.

    The engine exploded into a ball of fire and engulfed me.

    The next thing I know, I’m under water and bobbing to the surface (wear your life-vests, kids). My mom is screaming and my cousin is swimming to me and drags me to shore. My uncle (just outside the blast radius) had reached into the fire to grab me and thrown me into the water.

    I was… calm. I felt nothing. We had to hail a passing boat to take us off the island to get to a hospital. I remember my mom asking me if I hurt, and shaking my head.

    If i looked at my arms and legs and saw what I looked like at that point, I can’t remember at all, but I was covered in third-degree burns. I was in the hospital for a while, and then was in a wheelchair for a bit while my legs were wrapped. I had to have water therapy for my burns. I do remember the oblong, black boils that developed over my burns in the months that followed. For a long period of time, I couldn’t be in the sun, and had to wear a bonnet when I went to school.

    My skin healed beautifully though. I’ve only got one long-lasting scar from it on my shoulder. The doctor said that my uncle throwing me into the cold lake water is what most-likely saved my skin from being permanently damaged. I’m sure being 6 years old helped immensely, too.