I’d like to pitch Ruby Rose for this part.

Shameless grifting? For being Canadian while doing US politics? Pretty sure the internet is full of those.

Here’s a song that doesn’t make me angry, it makes me disappointed.

Bad for Good by Meat Loaf.

Why does it make me disappointed? I’m a certified Meat Loaf/Jim Steinman enjoyer, I’ve never tried to deny it. Jim Steinman wrote this song for Meat Loaf originally, but since Meat was going through some stuff, Jim released an album of his own with his version of the song. Now Jim, bless his heart, doesn’t have the voice to carry it, but the tune is one the best he’s written in my book. So the eventual Meat Loaf version should have been a banger. But compare the last 90s of Meat Loaf’s version to Steinman’s. Meat Loaf is singing it with barely any passion (by his standards). The removed the electric guitar wailing in the background (the best part of the song). Even the choir doesn’t seem as into it. The whole thing just seems like it’s had the joy sapped from it.

This is in stark contrast to Out of the Frying Pan (Jim, Meat) where everything in the Meat Loaf version is just more and I just god damned love that song.

Thank you for listening for to my TedX talk.

I could never hate Sultans of Swing, but I hear you. It’s the one Dire Straits song that ever gets played, and even worse, the radio edit cuts out a lot of the virtuosic guitar solos, which are really the best part of the tune.

Yes! I knew I wasn’t the only one. I used to have to get a coach to college and I feel like there was a solid three month period when I’d have to hear this shit on the driver’s radio twice a day.

The tune would be grating enough even if the lyrics weren’t completely asinine (pun intended).

Captain Bone Spurs was never a soldier.

To be fair, all of those things would have been required of her as a dem president, she just wasn’t supposed to do it until after the election.

People who micro dose LDS? You mean Mormons?

Right up there with the Jeffrey Epstein Purity Pledge.

Do not make plutonic friends, or any other trans-uranic friends for that matter. It won’t be good for you.

I daresay there’s a few people out there who might enjoy going into the sewers to manually remove the fatbergs, but probably not enough.

No Tinkaton?

Arguably Elon and PayPal, since that was a merger, but not Tesla, which he bought his way into ex post facto.

The kitchen, usually.

(They are traditionally English, I think, but we took them round the world that time we did a colonialism.)

That’s nice! I recently went to the British Wildlife Centre. I went into it thinking pine martens were the primary draw, but I went to the owl display and since then I have been a certified owl enjoyer. The long-eared owls were particularly majestic.

although I do think it’s odd you don’t know what animal you’d be … come on, you don’t have one in mind?

There are some animals that I like more than others, and if I were forced to pick a fursona I would probably pick one of those. But I don’t think that any of them particularly reflect me in any way.

Is yours just your favourite animal? Or is there something else behind your choice? Or do you feel perhaps that your favourite animal(s) do reflect something about you?

Yes officer, this one right here.

And also they both had stupid moustaches.

There is no such thing as a non-ideological political decision, and the only people who think there is are the people who have been so thoroughly indoctrinated in the prevailing ideology that they are incapable of seeing it as anything other than “common sense”.

Rivers of blood was Enoch Powell, a Conservative (plus ça change). Oswald Mosley was the leader of the British Union of Fascists.