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What good is seeing-eye chocolate? What good is a computerized nose? What good’s Sanskrit read to a pony? Not much, I guess, not much at all.
This is Paxton’s best play to make, not because it’s in any way good politics, but because it’s the one topic on which he’s almost unquestionably stronger than Cornyn was.
Oh, is /this/ all that they’re assuming for their “base case”? Problems solved, then! More seriously, it’s telling that these people can imagine putting data centers in space more easily than putting them in, say, sub-Saharan Africa.
/Which/ Republicans, David? Where are Paul Ryan and Jeff Flake today, David?
This is Larry we’re talking about, the proper attack is to claim that merger opponents are anti-Japanese:
If you want to see what a four-alarm electoral fire looks like for the Texas GOP, look at this:
Leaving aside everything else, I think this is the most precise description of hippie-punching dynamics I’ve seen: these are people who live within left-wing bubbles, and so attacking the left seems exciting and provocative, but they refuse to see the effect it has on the nation as a whole. /
This map just shows precipitation levels, but the state aquifer level reports are grim, grim reading.
Trump falsely claimed Obama gave Iran $150bn. Under this proposed deal, Trump /will/ give Iran around $150bn in cash just through the rest of his term alone.
Look, it can be simultaneously true that this guy’s academic work is being mischaracterized and that he also wrote a public piece that was glib, facile, and arguably mendacious. But, also, this is just a truly pathetic complaint when people are now literally being killed by our immigration system.
“Tell me again about the bucolic rural life of the ordinary American. TELL ME HOW BUCOLIC IT WAS, DAMNIT.”
I’d call this the canary in the coal mine, but the canary’s dead and the miners are insisting it’s merely sleeping.
Got to appreciate the lone asphalt carrier YOLOing their way through the strait, insurance be damned.
“A few books explaining the process of finding errors in code.” Here ya go, sport!
That’s not a “no.” In fact, that’s somewhere between a modified limited hangout and carefully-phrased “yes.”
My 1990s “living in the future” moment was paying ten bucks in CFA francs at a payphone outside a Bamako cybercafe to use this thing to check my corporate email so I could follow up on a nation-state hacking incident. For that afternoon I was briefly a character in a Bruce Sterling book.