Ernie Pyle could not be reached for comment
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“Survived”?! Survived what, you feckless bedwetters, trigger words? A nut job in a buffalo helmet? Encountering people who told you you’re a moron, and a boob? And a coward? Oh, the humanity!
...The emotional scars are still there. Six months after their office was attacked, the Capitol Hill press corps is grappling with how to cover the insurrection's fallout, as well as its impact on them personally and professionally.
Some reporters who were there won't go back into the building. A number have sought therapy to deal with the trauma. One longtime Capitol Hill reporter opted for early retirement shortly after living through the riot. Many still aren't sleeping well.
These are the pathetic product of the modern university; their duplicates can be found even in significant jobs, and that’s scary — I may not be able to sleep tonight.
Cognewaugh sale
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434 Cognewaugh, sold today for $3.460 million. That’s not as much as the $3.816 these owners paid in 2008, on the crest of the bubble (they signed contracts on the place in March of that year — had they waited just six months, they probably could have saved a million bucks), but it’s still real money, especially for Cognewaugh, which is not on many people’s list of the Great Streets of Greenwich.
But this time will be different!
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470 Taconic Road — Greenwich mailing address, Stamford schools — reports a contract. Asking price $2.495 million, bought during the last bubble in 2005 for $3,697,500.
Well, Denver began sowing the seeds of its destruction decades ago
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Michael Beckly enjoys his San Peligrino: “I was just waiting every day with my cricket bat to see if one tent came, and if it did the cricket bat was going at the tent”
Residents erecting fences to keep the bums off their yards and out of their neighborhoods
Even with them not camping in front of my house, they stole everything. They went over the fence into my courtyard and got rakes, shovels, and hand tools. They also went over the fence across the street and went into a neighbor’s shed and got a brand new bicycle,” Beckley said.
It’s an equal opportunity blight — you don’t need a bow tie to hate it
She'd like them to be, and her friends would too, but ... not yet
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There’s certainly a little bit of Venezuela already in her state — she wants more?
I thought this was Oregon’s predominant culture:
Portland food trucks closing downtown locations, “we don’t feel safe”.
Not to worry, the Peruvians will replace them with their own cultural delicacy, guinea pig on a stick, “a very important part of Peruvian culture, identity and diet”.
conejillo es delicioso!
As for “backbone”, does she really want to base our economy on sweat labor and the minimum wage?
Will the Donald Be There? Will FaceBook allow coverage?
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“Mayor” Garcia? The new Stacey Abrams?
That was quick. It’s okay to challenge elections again.
Well, better than the alternatives
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Eric Adams wins in NYC On the assumption that there’s zero chance of a Republican winning the election, Adams will be the next mayor.
It’s discouraging to see that Adams edged out the communist candidate by just 8,000 votes; or it would be, if I cared what happens to New York.
Well, we knew this was coming
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greetings from al dente!
The government’s going to be sending health wardens to your door
Psaki: “The president will outline five areas his team is focused on to get more Americans vaccinated,” Psaki said on Tuesday. “One, targeted by community, by door-to-door outreach, to get remaining Americans vaccinated by ensuring they have the information they need on how safe and accessible the vaccine is.”
Related: BREAKING: Andrew Cuomo Seizes Emergency Powers to Fight Gun Violence 'Public Health' Emergency
Not so long ago, this was pretty much tinfoil-hat stuff, so far as I was concerned, but after watching the entire intelligence community conspire to bring down a president, the conspiracy to destroy our economy and our educational system, and most astonishing and appalling, the national lockdown “proof of concept” exercise that still lurks on the horizon, ready to be reimposed, I tend to believe the worst.