I cannot believe that I am typing this. I am so not joking. But Dinesh D’Souza–yes, that Dinesh D’Souza—tried to be “cute” when it came to the survivors of the Parkland school shooting. And by “cute”, we mean a trolling pile of human feces. Read this at your own risk: the urge to scream incoherently for no less than half an hour while punching a nearby wall is pretty strong.
Can someone please tell me why this guy’s name is still on the masthead of the National Review? Wouldn’t you want to–oh, I don’t know–DISTANCE YOURSELF FROM SOMEONE WHO IS SO UNHINGED?! But that’s just me.
I’ve got nothing, other than screaming cathartically into the void for the next day or so. Or binge some cat videos. So here, have a cat vid on the house. We need it after that fuckery.
Iacon East 