We are living in the land of the free, the land where anything is possible, the land of the immigrant’s dream, the land with the storied past forgotten in the rush to the imagined future, the land that repairs and reinvents itself, the land where a person can escape the consequences of a self-centered youth and know the satisfaction of sacrificing for an ideal, the land where you can go from aimless rebellion to a noble cause, and from the bottom of your class to your party’s nomination for president.

We are blessed, and we have been a blessing to humanity in turn. The international order we helped build from the ashes of world war, and that we defend to this day, has liberated more people from tyranny and poverty than ever before in history. This wondrous land has shared its treasures and ideals and shed the blood of its finest patriots to help make another, better world. And as we did so, we made our own civilization more just, freer, more accomplished and prosperous than the America that existed when I watched my father go off to war on December 7, 1941.

To fear the world we have organized and led for three-quarters of a century, to abandon the ideals we have advanced around the globe, to refuse the obligations of international leadership and our duty to remain ‘the last best hope of earth’ for the sake of some half-baked, spurious nationalism cooked up by people who would rather find scapegoats than solve problems is as unpatriotic as an attachment to any other tired dogma of the past that Americans consigned to the ash heap of history.

We live in a land made of ideals, not blood and soil. We are the custodians of those ideals at home, and their champion abroad. We have done great good in the world. That leadership has had its costs, but we have become incomparably powerful and wealthy as we did. We have a moral obligation to continue in our just cause, and we would bring more than shame on ourselves if we don’t. We will not thrive in a world where our leadership and ideals are absent. We wouldn’t deserve to.

Taken from John McCain’s speech when receiving the Liberty Medal Award Ceremony from the National Constitution Center in 2017.
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Subject: How Utterly Gauche of You

To: Client 108954d

You have abused my generosity and I am blocking you.

Rest assured I will be reporting you to my colleagues so that no one ever again deigns to show you any largesse.

I do hope you remember what you did the next time someone cheats you or steals from you or underpays you.

Because Karma is a bitch. And so are you.

Mistress Angela

PS. Did you know that, if you are a cheap tipper, your waitperson might very well spit in your food?

I hate when a caller disappoints me with banal indiscretions and bad manners. I double hate it when they’ve said they are submissive, that they put women on a pedestal, that they adore you, blah blah blah.

This curb crawler actually utilized five free minutes I’d sent him, due to a call dropping (customer service is everything, dontcha know?), and talked for one more minute before hanging up.

Hanging. The. Fuck. Up. On. Me.

Client 108954d has been deep-sixed.

Happy Easter!

xo, Angela