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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
From my youth up I never liked the city.
I never forgot the mountains where I was born.
The world caught me and harnessed me
And drove me through dust, thirty years away from home.
Migratory birds return to the same tree.
Fish find their way back to the pools where they were hatched.
I have been over the whole country,
And I have come back at last to the garden of my childhood.
My farm is only ten acres.
The farm house has eight or nine rooms.
Elms and willows shade the back garden.
Peach trees stand by the front door.
The village is out of sight.
You can hear dogs bark in the alleys,
And cocks crow in the mulberry trees.
When you come through the gate into the court
You will find no dust or mess.
Peace and quiet live in every room.
I am content to stay here the rest of my life.
At last I have found myself.
— Tao Yuan Ming (Tao Qian) Chinese, 365-427
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The bad seed.
Gets struck by lightning.
She gets spanked in the end, too…
Lets us hope.
JWM
Surber hits it out of the park again.
Hitler youth. Who would have known?
Does she still wear that collar to her coven meetings?
Oh! Silly me. She could wear it to her naked bong-hit lesbian kiss democrat babe meeting. It’s more of a social get together, really.
These jokes write themselves.
You’ll note that I left out the Nazi tattoo reference, because that’d just be crass.
She looks like the president of the mean girls clique at her middle school
She looks like the FUTURE president of the mean girls clique ….
Missed it by THAT much, Ninety Nine
This was the last time Hillary was photographed in her human form.