Provisionally monikered “Donald Rump” on Twitter,
Trending hashtags participation around music: #JustRuinABandName ~ Thrashing Bumpkins…
Vampire Weekend at Bernie Sanders Winning a Wheel of Fortune Before & After Puzzle …#justruinedthejustruinabandnamegame
Per polls conducted on Twitter, users are apathetic:
They prefer beautiful table, marred, to pristine ugly table, by a small margin. Of the electric slide, the cupid shuffle, the chicken dance, and the cha-cha slide, the latter is “their shit”. No one knew how young “young at heart” is. Diapers round 1? Assholes in puberty? “After talking b4 lying”? Sexual prime? Twitter kept mum. I spilled ☕️, exploded 🍐 cider, and dragged mustard onto my hand-me-downs one week, prompting my inquiry into style aesthetics. Shabby but clean? New and freshly soiled? Just cover the bits? Tweeps run naked, though, and fret not over none of it.
Judgment though they readily dispense. “naming shit after urself” a worse excess than “hoping shit’s named for u” Twitter rested its case.
Seems we need mage not megalomaniac to guide us from not-good-enough United States. Analyze, hope, notice, engage, question, venture, try, surrender.
Stake what’s just and humane with what you prize too dearly to stand up alone — brave.