CRUZ a fiction
Contrary to Republican conventional wisdom, wearing the ugliest flannel shirts manufactured on the planet does not make you American.
Contrary to Republican conventional wisdom, wearing the ugliest flannel shirts manufactured on the planet does not make you American.
There’s a fascinating article by Amanda Marcotte at PANDAGON, “My hands are mine, but my feet are my sister,” which recounts a most unusual anomaly among the naturally occurring vagaries of human gene blending. In the process of unfolding that amazing story, she somewhat tangentially observes: I don’t truck with the more superstitious need to have individuality strongly defined in …