are the private prisons of the US.
I can’t even write about this. Go read, maybe I’ll recover enough to join you in the comments later.
are the private prisons of the US.
I can’t even write about this. Go read, maybe I’ll recover enough to join you in the comments later.
Whose hoods these are, I think I know.
The mall need not reject them, though
Their money is still welcome here:
their skin’s as white as purest snow.
Ross Douthat has a theory, to which I reply: Oh, dear.
Before we get to that, there’s a great scene in the show, “The West Wing,” in which the president asks his staff if anyone knows the meaning of post hoc ergo propter hoc.
:sigh: