Despite being passionate and outspoken about certain social issues, for the most part, I've tried pretty hard to stay well and far away from outright politics on this blog. From contextual clues, you can probably at least guess where I lean on the spectrum, but if you're expecting me to ever declare a party...
Well. I've been too lazy to register as anything besides Independent since I was old enough to vote. So, take that as you will. (But, you know. At least I'm registered.)
Tonight was actually the first Presidential debate that I'd ever watched in its entirety. What. I'm an old woman, and 10:30 is past my bed time.
Anyway, armed with mushroom pizza and NPR Fact Check & Analysis of the debate, I jumped in.
Um. Again. No serious political statements here, but here are the top three takeaways that I cannot stop fixating on from tonight's Dinner & a Show.
#1: "Rip the baby out of the womb."
So. I'm pretty sure DT --can I call him DT? Is that too informal? Deets? Or is T3h Donald the only acceptable nickname?-- thinks that this is what goes on at Planned Parenthood:
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| Mola Ram was never too keen on coathangers. More of a hands-on guy. |
Which, to be fair, would probably cause me to want to go on a raging hate-boner rant and de-fund them, too.
#2: This was literally all I could think of whenever Chris Wallace had to step in
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| Hands not to scale. |
Meanwhile, in the next breath, he's screaming, "BEEAAAAAVEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!!!"
#3: After the election is over, I sincerely hope they make a biopic about Hillary Clinton called "Nasty Woman."
My vote for actress to portray her? Michelle Pfeiffer. She already has plenty of experience playing a woman who is constantly shat on and turns to super villainy.
I mean...
You know:
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| Literally the look she was giving Donald Trump all night. |
Until the next.
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