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Presumption of innocence, period. Get some legitimate evidence before you start using the FBI like the Soviet KGB.
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Thank God for Neil Gorsuch.
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"Thou shalt slay Covenant." John 1:17
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Nicotine, heroin, morphine.
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I love quotes. So, here's a bunch of quotes and passages.

“Evil is evil, Stregobor,” said the witcher seriously as he got up. “Lesser, greater, middling, it's all the same. Proportions are negotiated, boundaries blurred. I’m not a pious hermit. I haven't done only good in my life. But if I’m to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all.”

The Last Wish

“Tell me, Tool, what dominates your thoughts?'
The Imass shrugged before replying.
'I think of futility, Adjunct.'
'Do all Imass think about futility?'
'No. Few think at all.'
'Why is that?'
The Imass leaned his head to one side and regarded her.
'Because Adjunct, it is futile.”

Gardens of the Moon

“Dear friend…'

The Witcher swore quietly, looking at the sharp, angular, even runes drawn with energetic sweeps of the pen, faultlessly reflecting the author’s mood. He felt once again the desire to try to bite his own backside in fury. When he was writing to the sorceress a month ago he had spent two nights in a row contemplating how best to begin. Finally, he had decided on “Dear friend.” Now he had his just deserts.

'Dear friend, your unexpected letter – which I received not quite three years after we last saw each other – has given me much joy. My joy is all the greater as various rumours have been circulating about your sudden and violent death. It is a good thing that you have decided to disclaim them by writing to me; it is a good thing, too, that you are doing so so soon. From your letter it appears that you have lived a peaceful, wonderfully boring life, devoid of all sensation. These days such a life is a real privilege, dear friend, and I am happy that you have managed to achieve it.

I was touched by the sudden concern which you deigned to show as to my health, dear friend. I hasten with the news that, yes, I now feel well; the period of indisposition is behind me, I have dealt with the difficulties, the description of which I shall not bore you with. It worries and troubles me very much that the unexpected present you received from Fate brings you worries. Your supposition that this requires professional help is absolutely correct. Although your description of the difficulty – quite understandably – is enigmatic, I am sure I know the Source of the problem. And I agree with your opinion that the help of yet another magician is absolutely necessary. I feel honoured to be the second to whom you turn. What have I done to deserve to be so high on your list?

Rest assured, my dear friend; and if you had the intention of supplicating the help of additional magicians, abandon it because there is no need. I leave without delay, and go to the place which you indicated in an oblique yet, to me, understandable way. It goes without saying that I leave in absolute secrecy and with great caution. I will surmise the nature of the trouble on the spot and will do all that is in my power to calm the gushing source. I shall try, in so doing, not to appear any worse than other ladies to whom you have turned, are turning or usually turn with your supplications. I am, after all, your dear friend. Your valuable friendship is too important to me to disappoint you, dear friend.

Should you, in the next few years, wish to write to me, do not hesitate for a moment. Your letters invariably give me boundless pleasure.

Your friend Yennefer'

The letter smelled of lilac and gooseberries.

Geralt cursed.”

Blood of Elves

"They'd ride at night up along the western mesa two hours from the ranch and sometimes he'd build a fire and they could see the gaslights at the hacienda gates far below them floating in a pool of black and sometimes the lights seemed to move as if the world down there turned on some other center and they saw stars fall to earth by the hundreds and she told him stories of her father's family and of Mexico. Going back they'd walk the horses into the lake and the horses would stand and drink with the water at their chests and the stars in the lake bobbed and tilted where they drank and if it rained in the mountains the air would be close and the night more warm and one night he left her and rode down along the edge of the lake through the sedge and willow and slid from the horses back and pulled off his boots and his clothes and walked out into the lake where the moon slid away before him and ducks gabbled out there in the dark.

The water was black and warm and he turned in the lake and spread his arms in the water and the water was so dark and so silky and he watched across the still black surface to where she stood on the shore with the horse and he watched where she stepped from her pooled clothing so pale, so pale, like a chrysalis emerging, and walked into the water. She paused midway to look back. Standing there trembling in the water and not from the cold for there was none.

Do not speak to her. Do not call. When she reached him he held out his hand and she took it. She was so pale in the lake she seemed to be burning. Like foxfire in a darkened wood. That burned cold. Like the moon that burned cold. Her black hair floating on the water about her, falling and floating on the water. She put her other arm about his shoulder and looked toward the moon in the west do not speak to her do not call and then she turned her face up to him. Sweeter for the larceny of time and flesh, sweeter for the betrayal. Nesting cranes that stood singlefooted among the cane on the south shore had pulled their slender beaks from their wingpits to watch. Me quieres? she said. Yes, he said. He said her name. God yes, he said."

All The Pretty Horses

"You've finally found me! Oh, Geralt! I waited all this time! Yes, a terribly long time... We'll stay together now, won't we? Now we'll be together, right? Say it, Geralt! Forever! Say it!"
"Forever, Ciri."
"Yes, just like they said! Geralt! Like they said... I'm your destiny? Say it! I'm your destiny?"
"You're something more, Ciri. Something more."

Sword of Destiny

"He was a long time going to sleep. After a while he turned and looked at the man. His face in the small light streaked with black from the rain like some old world thespian. Can I ask you something? he said.

Yes. Of course.

Are we going to die?

Sometime. Not now."

The Road

“We are little flames poorly sheltered by frail walls against the storm of dissolution and madness, in which we flicker and sometimes almost go out…we creep in upon ourselves and with big eyes stare into the night…and thus we wait for morning.”

All Quiet On The Western Front

“When a man died, there had to be blame. Jimmy Cross understood this. You could blame the war, You could blame the idiots who made the war. You could blame Kiowa for going to it. You could blame the rain. You could blame the river. You could blame the field, the mud, the climate. You could blame the enemy. You could blame the mortar rounds. You could blame people who were too lazy to read a newspaper, who were bored by the daily body counts, who switched channels at the mention of politics. You could blame whole nations. You could blame God. You could blame the munitions makers or Karl Marx or a trick of fate of an old man in Omaha who forgot to vote.”

The Things They Carried

“When I lost my sight, Werner, people said I was brave. When my father left, people said I was brave. But it is not bravery; I have no choice. I wake up and live my life. Don't you do the same?”

All The Light We Cannot See

“I’ve fought in three campaigns,” he began. “In seven pitched battles. In countless raids and skirmishes and desperate defences, and bloody actions of every kind. I’ve fought in the driving snow, the blasting wind, the middle of the night. I’ve been fighting all my life, one enemy or another, one friend or another. I’ve known little else. I’ve seen men killed for a word, for a look, for nothing at all. A woman tried to stab me once for killing her husband, and I threw her down a well. And that’s far from the worst of it. Life used to be cheap as dirt to me. Cheaper.

“I’ve fought ten single combats and I won them all, but I fought on the wrong side and for all the wrong reasons. I’ve been ruthless, and brutal, and a coward. I’ve stabbed men in the back, burned them, drowned them, crushed them with rocks, killed them asleep, unarmed, or running away. I’ve run away myself more than once. I’ve pissed myself with fear. I’ve begged for my life. I’ve been wounded, often, and badly, and screamed and cried like a baby whose mother took her tit away. I’ve no doubt the world would be a better place if I’d been killed years ago, but I haven’t been, and I don’t know why.”

He looked down at his hands, pink and clean on the stone. “There are few men with more blood on their hands than me. None, that I know of. The Bloody-Nine they call me, my enemies, and there’s a lot of ’em. Always more enemies, and fewer friends. Blood gets you nothing but more blood. It follows me now, always, like my shadow, and like my shadow I can never be free of it. I should never be free of it. I’ve earned it. I’ve deserved it. I’ve sought it out. Such is my punishment.”

The Blade Itself

“However...," Satan said.
Bick sighed. "However, I didn't count on the growing interference of lawyers, regulators, bureaucrats and politicians into my business. I swear it seems that every year they stick their noses into more and more."
Lucifer chuckled. "Sorry about that-I outdid myself there.”

The Six-Gun Tarot

“You can look at a picture for a week and never think of it again. You can also look at a picture for a second and think of it all your life”

The Goldfinch

“Back then, when everybody thought the world would last forever, nobody had time for anything.”

The Leftovers

“All of them, all except Phineas, constructed at infinite cost to themselves these Maginot Lines against this enemy they thought they saw across the frontier, this enemy who never attacked that way-if he ever attacked at all; if he was indeed the enemy.”

A Separate Peace

“It seemed clear that wars were not made by generations and their special stupidities, but that wars were made instead by something ignorant in the human heart”

A Separate Peace

“Nothing endures. Not a tree. Not love. Not even death by violence.”

A Separate Peace

"Summon the bitches."

The Witcher III

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RE2. Doom Eternal. Sekiro? Cyberpunk 2077? Literally New Year's Eve is the anticipated release date. I see what you're doing CDPR. Cyberpunk 2020. Nice. Never got enough into Kingdom Hearts to look forward for numero tres, maybe I should go back and try that out again. That's all I've got at the top of the head atm.
100 pages into Don Quixote rn. This shit is hilarious.
War is the continuation of politics by other means.

- Clausewitz
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And Justice League has an audience of 74% so clearly audiences are stupid.

So you say. Granted, I haven't watched that or any other super hero movies in several months now. Kind of tired of the same old same old. The Marvel films aren't that great once you watch them a second time, but that's just me.
Venom's got an audience 88%, though, so, probs take dem critics with a tiny pinch of salt. Or a full pitcher. Or an ocean. Whatever floats le boat.
I hate to butt in, but the wording of 'conservative' and 'liberal'— rather, the way they've been misconstrued in American politics— is always something that ticked me off. On a traditional political scale, conservative means authoritarian and liberal means libertarian: i.e., conservative referring to traditional group-oriented politics, while liberal refers to progressive individualism. Oddly enough, in politics, it's noted that the scale got flipped 90 degrees, to which the authoritarian right is 'conservative' and the whole left is 'liberal', with no proper words left standing for the libertarian right.

At some point we decided words can change in meaning and usage, which is fair... to an extent. To my mind, the concept of conservatism being authoritarian is structurally unsound historically. Conservatism is based in small government and the individual rights of man, which is the ideological opposite of authoritarianism. Libertarianism (as it stands today), arguably, is the true original form of conservatism which would also make it closest to the vision of the founding fathers. You're not alone in the irritation of shifting definitions. Liberal no longer means what it was meant to mean anymore, and the same could be said of conservatism. Both of these shifts are responsible by far left individuals outright changing what the parties stand for, and this goes for the Mitt Romney's, McCain's, and the Bush's who significantly expanded government power. I'd also add that Obama did the same thing: see the NDAA.

This is why I'm particularly glad that Trump is in office, we can now see who is ACTUALLY conservative and who is not. And, he's also getting politicians to reveal how left of center they truly are.
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There's a lot of SCOTUS drama this week which is making me raise eyebrows. There was a ruling against federal employee union dues (basically allowing people to opt out) and the left (or rather, the left on Reddit) lost their absolute SHIT over "the backbone of their funding" being struck down.... meanwhile I'm like, "how is there a law on the books that funds the democrat party?" But I'm union-dumb, if anyone has the inside track on what's up with that, I'm interested in a take.

Trump getting a second SCOTUS nominee is better than Clinton getting a SCOTUS nominee, so I say we're all winning. Once again, the Reddit left is imploding with catastrophic terror -- over (I think?) a judge who's going to, like, enforce the law. I'm, uh.... yeah. I think that's.... what a judge is... supposed to, um.... do.... Anyway Trump is Trump so the nominee could be anyone from a Neil Gorsuch lookalike (win) to Peppa Pig, I guess I'll reserve judgment until I see who we actually get, but so far the track record pleases me. 1/1 on picks to date. I like this.

Remember if Clinton won, there would be no more second amendment the minute Kennedy stepped down (unless Hillary was able to sell the seat to a higher bidder).

If Clinton won, America would be headed towards a catastrophic war with Russia. Thank the Lord this did not happen. There's a lot to be thankful for regarding her not claiming the presidency.

I've been hearing some about Ted Cruz, which is highly doubtful. One, why repeat the mistake of Alabama. Don't fuck with a senate seat that the incumbent has massive popularity with.

Then, there's Jeanine Pirro which would be... a complete troll move. As much as I enjoy the thought, I don't think it's the right pick. There's a lot of talk about Britt Grant or Amy Coney Barrett. I'm going to predict it'll be one of these two, especially because it seems to fit a recent trend of Trump appointing women into high positions within our government.

If I had MY choice: Thomas Rex Lee would be the selection. Although, I do really like Britt Grant.
Anthony Kennedy is retiring. I suspect Trump will select a "conservative" judge as the Democrats seem to point out, and the funny thing is is that the Constitution of the United States is a conservative document by its nature and by the nature of those who wrote it. After the travel ban ruling, which I find Constitutionally legal and absolutely necessary, this is another great step forward to ending the regression our country has had and hopefully prevents us from making the same mistake with irresponsible mass refugee admissions or illegal alien amnesties that have plagued the EU.

It should be noted I'm unaware of whether the EU has granted amnesties to illegal border crossers or not, I'm more connecting the refugees and illegals as similar problems EU countries and the United States currently confront.
@River Goblin something something broken clocks
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spoken like a true American

Yessiree! I'm just out 'ere a try'n to spread y'all the good word. God Bless.
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