“First, I see if they look armed.”
“I’m a fast runner, so nobody has hit me. People swear at me. But unless someone speaks up, it’s not going to change. You have to suss people out. Someone wearing a gangland shower cap can put his cellphone on speaker phone and I won’t say a thing.”

This sentiment appears to be yours, rather than this author’s, given that nothing in the article cited resembles this.

When you walk past the little tassels, they shine your shoes for you.

I imagine the tiny hands of the little Tassels and their short legs facilitate the shining of shoes on the fly. Important people can’t be expected to actually stop in order to make the duties of the servant class any easier.

It’s the 19th Century version of the brushless car wash.

Little tassels dangled from the chairs and shined in the light of the open door.

When you walk past the little tassels, they shine your shoes for you.

Commit Togar!

Anything to ignore the large penis gun pointed at their heads.

To notice the drapes and tassles?

Turns out, Miller writes for The Corner as well (see next thread) and THAT’S where all these morons are being shaken out of their stupor.

No, she’s either delusional and/or just flat out lying about it all. No doubt many of her adventures occurred only in her feeble but febrile mind. I’d bet dollars to donuts there’s more Baron Munchausen than Don Quixote there.

I wish I had minions of sheeple that would do my minor bidding. Maybe pick up my dry cleaning.

The tags abide.

And Big Hollywood Butthurt has taken up the cause, apparently. And the minions have been clicking like mad on the “helpful” review buttons. I am assuming the mods are on this latest development, no?

Yes, but the tags are still looking good.