A Blogger’s Life
- At June 16, 2006
- By Bob Howe
- In Blog Posts
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Today’s installment of the comic strip Pearls Before Swine needs no editorial gloss from me.
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Great piece by @sikhtoons
https://stopasianhate.medium.com/i-am-sikh-and-tired-74a3c53b81cf
This šš¼ https://twitter.com/muellershewrote/status/1392165036848672769
I would appreciate it if the MSM stopped saying thereās a ālabor shortageā. Thereās no labor shortage. Thereās a shortage of people willing to risk their health and safety for shit money and no benefits. I donāt understand how people are surprised by this.
MAJOR INVESTMENT BY USCG on Seattle waterfront as U.S. ramps up Arctic presence https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/coast-guard-could-triple-base-size-on-seattle-waterfront-as-u-s-ramps-up-arctic-presence/
Whenever I check in with the state of the world of late, this sentence by Isaac Babel (in Boris Dralyuk's translation) comes to mind: "And the sweetness of dreamy malice, bitter contempt for the curs and swine of humanity, the fire of silent and intoxicating vengeance..."
dancingwriter
LOL!
Anonymous
That’s a great comic. š
next_bold_move
I never remember to log in. That was me!
kijjohnson
Heh.
holyoutlaw
Hi hoe! Hi hoe! The blogger’s life for me!
I heart Pearls. It’s Julie’s favorite comic strip and becoming mine, too. Yeah!
ashbet
Great comic š
I always write entries in my LJ with the intention that I’m talking to myself, comments are an unexpected bonus (with the occasional exception of requests for informational assistance on various arcane topics).
That said — sometimes there aren’t any comments because your readers don’t have anything useful to add in response . . . hard to say.
*squish*
— A (incredibly behind because we’ve been out of the country for two weeks — I’m not even trying to get caught up, just checking in randomly with various friends’ journals at this point!)
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Well thanks for stopping in—I have absolutely NO room to complain about the cricket chirping in my blog, invisible as I’ve been online lately. Nice to see your face again.