Imagine that later your father explained that women just wanted to kick men in the nuts, so as a boy you had to be careful.
Imagine he had very detailed practical advice on this.
Imagine you started spending your life planning on avoiding being kicked in the nuts.
Imagine you became aware that women, including much older women—even elderly women—were always looking at your nuts. Women on the street would follow you. They’d tell you what a nice package you have. They’d tell you you’d be hot if you just showed off your nuts a little more.
Imagine you started wearing clothes to hide them. You bought uncomfortable protective gear.
All the posters and advertisements in all the magazines featured men’s crotches, though frequently not their heads.
Women’s feet were frequently featured in prominent juxtaposition.
The 'adults in the room' are thieves who let somebody not in their usual crew in on the heist and are now livid that his fuckups are bringing the police so fast they might not have time to empty the whole safe before they escape by blowing the whole building up w/everyone inside.
Fuck the whole entire Republican Party and especially everyone working for Trump, their names should be radioactive forever.
Let them get used to having to be anonymous.
And to hell with us, too, if we ever forget we've seen the Republican Party and American conservatism with its mask off.
Let them wander the desert for a century while we clean up their mess, and then let them wander another nine centuries. Then let them go swim in the ocean.