LevelPerception4 t1_j84zaq5 wrote

Murphy Brown (name of the TV show as well as the character Bergen played) was very popular in 1992. It got some extra media coverage when then-Vice President Dan Quayle made a speech criticizing the show for Bergen’s character becoming a single mother. About a month later, Quayle was judging a spelling bee, and prompted a kid to spell potato “potatoe.”

To me as a perpetually stoned college student, Quayle was hilarious, and I thought he was a major factor in Clinton’s victory. But then the country elected Dubya twice, and then Trump, so now it just seems like a depressing incident where the country dodged a bullet. I’m sorry GenZ didn’t at least get to experience the brief illusion that there are people so dumb, US voters won’t elect them.

Although it’s never good to be overly cynical. I voted for Obama in 2008 thinking there was no chance he’d win. I thought John Edwards had the best chance. Must’ve been the hair. It was humbling to be wrong about US voters not electing a black President, but it also lulled me into a false sense of security in 2016. I’m not sure Republicans really wanted to win in 2008. It’s been the pattern throughout my life that Republicans gain office, destroy the economy, and then ensure the Democrat elected to fix it gets no credit for doing it.


LevelPerception4 t1_itpfmeh wrote

Omg. She was just waiting for me to back talk her. My mother was very passive aggressive. She turned off my alarm and woke me up 15 minutes late by telling me she’d made me pancakes. I never ate breakfast. So I’m bolting down the food as fast as I can without actually gagging, I’ve got 25 minutes to shower, get dressed and make it to the bus stop…and she sits down across from me with her cup of tea, fixes me with a cold stare, and says, “So. When are you going to clean your room?”

I’ve never been a morning person. My mother had to wake me up for preschool. And nobody can push your buttons like the person who installed them!


LevelPerception4 t1_itpcn2g wrote

Perhaps an angry Scottish woman. I once flipped my mother the bird on the way out the door. Unfortunately, she’d followed me into the room and saw it. Before I knew it, she had me pinned to the stairs and was smacking the shit out of me. Luckily, her yelling woke up my father and he intervened before she could “break that finger!”