My Encounter with Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O’Connor

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In 1989, I was a student at the Foreign Service Institute. This was to be my first assignment, headed off to Romania.
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Here’s a story you might enjoy:
In 1989, I was a student at the Foreign Service Institute. This was to be my first assignment, headed off to Romania.
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MY THOUGHT FOR THE DAY:
Trump is not going away. Republicans created this Frankenstein, and now they are stuck with him.
Does anyone think he just quietly retires and sails off into the sunset? What planet are you living on?
Do you seriously believe Trump gives a Mar-a-Lago-ratfuck about the party or the country or anything other than himself?
He’s going to be a giant orange shitstain on the living room rug at Christmastime and it’s going to be absolutely glorious watching cowardly Republican candidates have to dance around the stench of him for the next two years.
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I just got to get this off my chest because it’s been bothering the hell out of me for a long time.
In the final scene of Carlito’s Way, Al Pacino is dying on the Amtrak platform and slips Penelope Ann Miller $70,000 in cash from the vault to raise the unborn baby. But in my estimation, this wad looks like maybe $20,000, at most. Seventy grand would be like two bricks stacked on top of each other. There’s no way this wad is anywhere close to $70 grand.
Relieved. Whew — now, I feel much better.

THESE ARE GLORIOUS TIMES !!!
What a week!
(1) The “red wave” hits a Democratic firewall and goes “pffffffffffft!”
(2) Trump’s endorsement gets cracked as a total candidate killer (now, poor Republicans have to deal with the crazed monster they created for the next two years as he tries to tear everything down, including his own party — this shitshow is going to be fabulous! Order boxes of popcorn!).
(3) Cryptocurrency garbage is crashing through the fucking floor faster than a bowling ball falling through a straw hut. The fraud is exposed. Gather around, my children, light this Ponzi trash on fire, and grab marshmallows. This is a roast for the ages.
(4) I’m up a whopping +31 games flat betting in the NFL this season (110 wagers), absolutely crushing the everlilvingfuckoutifit, and we’re not even at midseason yet!
Man, if I somehow scratch out another 5-unit win in football betting this week and Warnock wins in Georgia, I might just become insufferable.
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