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The former vice president died Monday night. Now is not the time to whitewash his bloody legacy of war and destruction.
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No, of course we appreciate the gesture. It’s just that, well, this menu is a little inconsiderate. Sure, all these loaves of bread, that’s very impressive, coming out of thin air and whatnot. The thing is, though, we’re gluten free.
Before you ask, no, this isn’t a Celiac thing. This is about respecting our gut microbes. Given how bloated some of the apostles are, you guys should give it a try. Go thirty days without gluten, and you’ll see the light, we swear.
We all saw the way your disciples looked at us. “Oh, hey, a bunch of hicks,” they said to themselves. “Let’s give them the usual. Bet they live off of junk food anyway.” That sort of holier-than-thou attitude isn’t doing you any favors.
I know we’re poor desert people, but we care about what goes into our bodies. I guess that’s more than you can say. It’s like you’ve never heard of the glycemic index.
The discovery marks the end of an “acrimonious” debate
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The Trump administration is using NSPM-7 to compile the names of alleged domestic terror groups. It won’t tell us who’s on the list.
The post Are You on Trump’s List of Domestic Terrorists? There’s No Way to Know. appeared first on The Intercept.
I opened this café with the best of intentions: to provide a salon par excellence with a focus on good food and live entertainment, a third place to relax and slow down against the rising tide of modernity. A space where one might, after a long day of work, sip a drink, nibble a pastry, or maybe even kick a raunchy can-can. But absolutely not to paint shit.
Please understand that I am in no way attempting to pish posh, or worse, call ballyhoo upon the many wondrous distractions this city has to offer. I’ll have you know that the electric lights of the penny arcade are one of my great pleasures. Window-browsing through our arrondissement’s many fine boutiques? A parsimonious joy. And don’t even get me started on the opium dens. But I’m sorry, the buck stops when a dude in a chore jacket takes out a goddam pastel tray during our nightly cabaret.
Withal, I recognize how the tastes and cultural mores of the audience are subject to change. I myself recall lifting an unwieldy lamp of whale oil upon hearing my favorite brass band’s signature ditty. But times are different now. This is the Belle Epoque, and also, that was a huge fire hazard.

Images of vast ‘canals’ rippling across the red planet inspired fears of alien ‘engineers’ and changed science forever
- by Dagomar Degroot

When I tested people’s blood after a protest, I discovered that science itself could be a form of dissent
- by Christine Ro
Walk past the grand Georgian terraces of Dundas Street in Edinburgh, and a black, white, green and red flag — right now almost as ubiquitous a sight in Scotland as the Saltire — stands out among the sleek signs for high-end commercial galleries. The flag welcomes visitors into the Palestine Museum, a new home for […]
A look at some of the strange creatures, in celebration of World Jellyfish Day
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Employing this most excitable of punctuation marks changes how its writer is perceived
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This lab is out of this world
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