trump: oblivious moron II

InstantOn said:
If you found him so objectionable, why didn't you start your own thread? What a bunch of useless whiners.
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lol......you do realize there's a whole world of threads out there, right.......the board is full of them.......you're the only folks who had to hide in here......
 
[FONT=&quot]“From 30 feet away she looked like a lot of class. From 10 feet away she looked like something made up to be seen from 30 feet away.” ([/FONT]The High Window[FONT=&quot])[/FONT]
 
PostmodernProphet said:
cnm said:
What on earth possesses a person to act like this? It's like giving local data in a discussion on global warming. lol.......
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national employment data is local?.......
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Giving one sector..............of employment data when discussing................national employment is the equivalent of giving.............local data when discussing global warming........ lol..................Ffs
 
Kaykan said:
Would you like to expand on that? (So a Rube like me can understand)
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Raymond Chandler's b'day is July 23. But that's only coincidental. The quote was used as a description of L.A. in an article introducing L.A. to a newcomer in today's LAT. I just liked it. There is no relation to the new batch of local cretins.

I love L.A. and its open minds … its empty minds, and every now and then, its very brilliant minds. In L.A., you’ll run across the smartest people you’ll ever meet, and they’ll probably be driving for Uber.Still, it is a magnificent and inspiring place— America’s shining city on a hill. You’d have to move to Monaco to find mountains this close to beaches, or wild animals this close to ingénues. In the foothills, we keep black bears as pets.

Los Angeles is absolutely a wonderful place to eat. For a few bucks, you can get fish tacos with a tangy sauce you can’t identify. Or, for $300, you can have a sit-down dinner at Totoraku, a restaurant without a sign.
This is the place where fusion meets fusion, where Asia meets America, where good marries evil then immediately begins to see other people. If you live right, most of the time you will have seawater in your hair. Most of the year, your bare feet will have a leathery bottom, as if it is always summer.

It isn’t.

All that “endless summer” stuff comes from the ’50s and ’60s. The bohemian vibe from that time is slipping away, quashed by gentrification and surprisingly long work weeks. The only thing endless about L.A. now is the talk of making LAX better, which we never will.

LAX is our failed welcome mat and proof that we don’t really care about what outsiders think.

Amy, you know that awkward moment when someone in the audience starts a standing ovation but no one joins them? You see that a lot in L.A. It defines the sweet but obstinate nature of our town. Here, even school plays don’t necessarily receive standing ovations. Even as a third-grader, you have to “earn it.”

http://www.latimes.com/home/la-hm-erskine-column-20170722-story.html
 
Moondoggie said:
Raymond Chandler's b'day is July 23. But that's only coincidental. The quote was used as a description of L.A. in an article introducing L.A. to a newcomer in today's LAT. I just liked it. There is no relation to the new batch of local cretins.

I love L.A. and its open minds … its empty minds, and every now and then, its very brilliant minds. In L.A., you’ll run across the smartest people you’ll ever meet, and they’ll probably be driving for Uber.Still, it is a magnificent and inspiring place— America’s shining city on a hill. You’d have to move to Monaco to find mountains this close to beaches, or wild animals this close to ingénues. In the foothills, we keep black bears as pets.

Los Angeles is absolutely a wonderful place to eat. For a few bucks, you can get fish tacos with a tangy sauce you can’t identify. Or, for $300, you can have a sit-down dinner at Totoraku, a restaurant without a sign.
This is the place where fusion meets fusion, where Asia meets America, where good marries evil then immediately begins to see other people. If you live right, most of the time you will have seawater in your hair. Most of the year, your bare feet will have a leathery bottom, as if it is always summer.

It isn’t.

All that “endless summer” stuff comes from the ’50s and ’60s. The bohemian vibe from that time is slipping away, quashed by gentrification and surprisingly long work weeks. The only thing endless about L.A. now is the talk of making LAX better, which we never will.

LAX is our failed welcome mat and proof that we don’t really care about what outsiders think.

Amy, you know that awkward moment when someone in the audience starts a standing ovation but no one joins them? You see that a lot in L.A. It defines the sweet but obstinate nature of our town. Here, even school plays don’t necessarily receive standing ovations. Even as a third-grader, you have to “earn it.”

http://www.latimes.com/home/la-hm-erskine-column-20170722-story.html
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man I love this sun dripped ocean wind blown valley
 
Moondoggie said:
Raymond Chandler's b'day is July 23. But that's only coincidental. The quote was used as a description of L.A. in an article introducing L.A. to a newcomer in today's LAT. I just liked it. There is no relation to the new batch of local cretins.

I love L.A. and its open minds … its empty minds, and every now and then, its very brilliant minds. In L.A., you’ll run across the smartest people you’ll ever meet, and they’ll probably be driving for Uber.Still, it is a magnificent and inspiring place— America’s shining city on a hill. You’d have to move to Monaco to find mountains this close to beaches, or wild animals this close to ingénues. In the foothills, we keep black bears as pets.

Los Angeles is absolutely a wonderful place to eat. For a few bucks, you can get fish tacos with a tangy sauce you can’t identify. Or, for $300, you can have a sit-down dinner at Totoraku, a restaurant without a sign.
This is the place where fusion meets fusion, where Asia meets America, where good marries evil then immediately begins to see other people. If you live right, most of the time you will have seawater in your hair. Most of the year, your bare feet will have a leathery bottom, as if it is always summer.

It isn’t.

All that “endless summer” stuff comes from the ’50s and ’60s. The bohemian vibe from that time is slipping away, quashed by gentrification and surprisingly long work weeks. The only thing endless about L.A. now is the talk of making LAX better, which we never will.

LAX is our failed welcome mat and proof that we don’t really care about what outsiders think.

Amy, you know that awkward moment when someone in the audience starts a standing ovation but no one joins them? You see that a lot in L.A. It defines the sweet but obstinate nature of our town. Here, even school plays don’t necessarily receive standing ovations. Even as a third-grader, you have to “earn it.”

http://www.latimes.com/home/la-hm-erskine-column-20170722-story.html
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Got it.
Thank you.
Can anyone else spell 'esoteric'?
 
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