

Same. I think that episode was shown in-class, too, so I came alarmingly close to the XKCD.
Same. I think that episode was shown in-class, too, so I came alarmingly close to the XKCD.
This thread has been fucking great for blocking people who would have insisted, whatever this new Auschwitz thing is, it’s just as bad as something Hindenburg did.
No. They weren’t.
Generic percentage increases to immigration enforcement are not the same as Kristi Noem tweeting about SIXTY-FIVE MILLION PEOPLE, no matter how strongly you feel about the shit we were doing before.
The Idiot is talking about stripping natural-born citizens of that citizenship, and sending them all to cat-food factories in Sudan, and y’all still wanna bicker about Obama catching people crossing the border. Like you can’t figure out there’s a difference between a little over a million people, across eight years, and every Hispanic in America facing a no-trial black-hood flight to fuckoff nowhere, as soon as practically possible.
Oh right, I’m on ML. Where whatever a building is used for now is the fault of whoever built it.
No difference between fighting human trafficking and separating all children from all parents.
No difference between having immigration laws and shipping random brown people to Sudan.
Same same same nuh uh always same.
They weren’t planning to round up an entire fifth of the US population and put them in concentration camps.
I feel like that alone counts for a lot. Sorry you seem to disagree.
This is just “both sides” with more steps.
I fondly remember having 8 GB of storage, because I could back up my hard drive on like two dollars worth of CD-Rs.
I feared no virus. Reinstalling XP was a monthly affair regardless.
It provides no reliable remedy. Without knowing why this address won’t work, you can never be sure the next will work.
Which could have been the weirdest tangent on a Wikipedia page. Jim Henson, Muppets, Sesame Street, retired characters, Big Bird, oh was that an early version of Abelardo?, Challenger shuttle dis-- what. What? What the fuck?!
When the guy who played Mr. Hooper died, they worked that into the show. The cast, sincerely grieving, had to explain to a seven-foot-tall canary that he wasn’t coming back. That’s not really he same kind of intrusion from reality, as acknowledging the same giant fowl fucking exploded on national television.
The only possible comparison would be if some show had a gimmicky live episode that happened to be scheduled for 9 AM, on a Tuesday, in September of 2001.