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Clare Briggs
Clare Briggs is a famous cartoonist who lived from 1875 to 1930. Poems by Wilbur Nesbitt.
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on From The Washington Post: On Political EndorsementAs you will recall, Citizens United was a case in which the government tried to censor political spe…
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on Weekend Plans Post: We’re Getting It BackAfter the euphoria subsided I actually felt kind of bad for Bears fans. For almost 25 years under Sn…
on Weekend Plans Post: We’re Getting It BackI'm sure the Commanders' D backs will actually carry out their assignments, unlike a certain Chicago…
on Open Mic for the week of 10/28/2024My poll doesn't match everyone else's, ergo there is a good chance that I'm wrong and everyone else…
on Open Mic for the week of 10/28/2024"herding may make individual polls more accurate" I see what he's trying to say here but I don't thi…
on Open Mic for the week of 10/28/2024What I have to keep reminding people is that it isn't just Trump, as if he is an isolated oddity. Le…
on Open Mic for the week of 10/28/2024Oh yeah, if the baseline polls are cooked...so are we.
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They were doing the thing where they were goading each other into getting as close to the house as they could and then there was a loud *CRACK*.Report
There were a couple places like this in my hometown, at least before gentrification. As kids, when we walked by we always told ourselves little stories, both to frighten and to reassure…Report