My father didn’t give me much. He wasn’t much of a father. A drunken ne’er do well, and abuser of my mother, he left me next to nothing. But he did bounce my on his knee of a Sunday and teach me the wonders of football; Redskins, football. My lifelong love for the Washington...
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doesn’t mean that global warming is bunk. Jesus, I’ve had like ten people make some snide remark about the recent cold snap and global warming in the last week. Yes, it has been quite cold here. But it has been even hotter in the summer. In fact, the ratio of record highs to record...
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