The Atlantic continues its role as the rag of choice for hand-wringing, neo-liberal stupidity. Its writing consists of a stream of bad takes, people that have fundamental misunderstandings of the way power and politics have or would ever work, and folks making fanciful predictions that betray a Disney princess’s understanding of America, history, and geopolitics.
I read some amount of free Atlantic articles because their RSS feed – probably unbeknownst to them – provides a large amount of their magazine to you for free. Despite this, I find them to be fundamentally unserious and often not worthy of even the ad-free attention I sporadically pay to their writing, nor the effort to swipe their articles out of the way. Without looking at the header, I could likely tell 100% of the time that what I’m reading is an Atlantic article, because the consistent tone of their contributors who are seemingly vetted by the editorial staff to guarantee that only the most lame-brained, navel-gazing positions will ever be published.
Just today, I read a piece of theirs by someone who thought it was important to dedicate a large amount of nuance to discuss whether or not Trumpism could be categorized as a form of fascism that he dedicated probably at least a thousand words to practically describe the odor over time of his own flatulence and how it was time – finally time – to say that out loud that Trump is a fascist.
Like not only are you so late to the party that the caterers that were hired for it months ago were already deported by ICE, but who fucking cares what you call it you stupid, pedantic fuck?
The police will “collide” with ICE agents in the exact same way they haven’t at all in previous days and weeks. The best you can hope for is that the police will not actively collaborate with Trump’s paramilitary brutalize the people of this country, and even that is something of a long shot.
After they shamed the public’s reaction to the Luigi Mangione situation without any empathy for the feelings of the American people I’d rather have diarrhea ladled into my face than ever read that pile of dogshit ever again
The Atlantic continues its role as the rag of choice for hand-wringing, neo-liberal stupidity. Its writing consists of a stream of bad takes, people that have fundamental misunderstandings of the way power and politics have or would ever work, and folks making fanciful predictions that betray a Disney princess’s understanding of America, history, and geopolitics.
I read some amount of free Atlantic articles because their RSS feed – probably unbeknownst to them – provides a large amount of their magazine to you for free. Despite this, I find them to be fundamentally unserious and often not worthy of even the ad-free attention I sporadically pay to their writing, nor the effort to swipe their articles out of the way. Without looking at the header, I could likely tell 100% of the time that what I’m reading is an Atlantic article, because the consistent tone of their contributors who are seemingly vetted by the editorial staff to guarantee that only the most lame-brained, navel-gazing positions will ever be published.
Just today, I read a piece of theirs by someone who thought it was important to dedicate a large amount of nuance to discuss whether or not Trumpism could be categorized as a form of fascism that he dedicated probably at least a thousand words to practically describe the odor over time of his own flatulence and how it was time – finally time – to say that out loud that Trump is a fascist.
Like not only are you so late to the party that the caterers that were hired for it months ago were already deported by ICE, but who fucking cares what you call it you stupid, pedantic fuck?
The police will “collide” with ICE agents in the exact same way they haven’t at all in previous days and weeks. The best you can hope for is that the police will not actively collaborate with Trump’s paramilitary brutalize the people of this country, and even that is something of a long shot.
After they shamed the public’s reaction to the Luigi Mangione situation without any empathy for the feelings of the American people I’d rather have diarrhea ladled into my face than ever read that pile of dogshit ever again