Craig M. Ranapia

Oh. Dear. That's left a mental stain that's never going to come out.

It's an inevitable trade-off of genuine 'big-tent' politics that, from time to time, you will want to burn the exasperating shit show down in an apocalyptic inferno worthy of its own true crime podcast. Breathe through it. It will pass. Eventually. Probably.

Any MP who supported NZ First's transphobic slop bill to select committee because we need to "have a democratic conversation" about the human dignity of trans people after repeatedly voting to ram contentious legislation through under urgency with ZERO public scrutiny? Fuck right off. #nzpol

I know it isn't terribly woke to say these days, but are white men just too fragile and emotionally unstable for positions of responsibility? Some people just can't take a note.

Film you’ve watched more than six times with a gif. Hard mode: no Herzog, Bergman, Fassbinder, Godard, Fellini, Kurosawa, Bunuel, Truffaut, Antonioni, Hitchcock.

OK, I've been out of town and basically offline for the last ten days but the utter cretinism of political pundits talking about Pope Leo - the spiritual leader of the world's largest Christian denomination - like he's just another political asshole is EVERYWHERE.

There are a million better reasons to loathe Kristi Noem, but I'm petty enough to add the insertion of the term "bimbofication" into my mental lexicon. (The fetish itself neither arouses or repulses me, TBH.) But damn, you don't have to kink shame to find the heterosexual lifestyle freaky AF.

"You're too short for that gesture." All About Eve is a muderer's row of verbal knife crimes, but Addison De Witt's casually tossed off slap down to the conniving Eve is *chef's kiss* (And landed with exactly the right degree of languid queen-coded venom by George Sanders.)

Always delightful being scolding for "never talking about anything but politics" immediately after a string of posts on a variety of non-political posts with little, if any, engagement.