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Tag: Republican National Convention

My Dichotomous Selves, Volleying

In the Sunday Review section of The New York Times recently, a headline asked: Will Sanders Supporters Come Around? My response, out loud, to my apartment walls — Who gives a fuck? This is when I knew something in me had...

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Jesus on a Bicycle

The other day, the first of the Republican National Convention, I started having a little snarkfest on Facebook. Sometimes I love snark. It’s smart, makes me laugh. It’s particularly gratifying when my creations bring out the...

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