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Today was the big Abortion Thingy on The Mall! Yay! Since my day job is right in the middle of it, I decided to go all photojournalisty on you. And what did I learn? First of all, these people couldn't possibly be whiter. Also: What they lack in spelling skills, they make up for in juvenile voter fraud! Plus, of course, there were Paultards. To quote John Waters, I wish I were a girl so that I could get an abortion! More pictures after the jump...


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Paultard alert! I wouldn't say they were there in force, but they were there. And I heard lots of people snickering at them, saying things like, "Who invited the hippies?" Here's the back of their folksy sign:

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Is that his running mate! Go Paul/Tyvek '08! Next up, either this little girl is a liar, or maybe she's a midget:

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Seriously, do these people even read the signs they force their kids to carry around? Meanwhile, these entrepreneurial teens were selling t-shirts:

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You know, some people choose abstinence, while others have it thrust upon them. I must confess that I could have gotten a hi-fucking-larious shot of a portly, homely teen wearing the "Virginity Rocks" shirt, but it turns out that I can actually be nice. Who knew? Next up, I can't even begin to explain this:

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Obscure dog graphics 4 life!

As they were leaving, they do what they always do: dump their signs any old place. Really, every year these protesters are consistently THE litter-buggiest of them all:

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And that's it! Any surprises? Well, other than the misspelled "Aboration" sign, I was truly surprised by the almost complete lack of campaign signs, especially since last year was Brownback City (Ron Paul notwithstanding; I'm talking real candidates, people). I expected to at least see lots of Huckabee fever, but alas.

See you next year, nutjobs!

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'Bella" by Wonkette Operative 'IdiokraticSubpoenaKommissar'

Sunday already, which means a substantial portion of US America is preparing to be astonished/heartbroken/outraged by the series finale of that show with the dragons, while another portion is just going to stay off Twitter for three days because nothing will make any sense. Yr Dok Zoom tends to come very late to trendy things, so get ready for our own thoughts on the gamy thrones show sometime in about 2023, or never. But we'd be glad to tell you just how much we enjoy the brilliance and humanity of the Cartoon Network series "Steven Universe," which debuted in 2013 and we started bingeing on the Hulu last month, late again.

Hell, we still want to talk about that one Mrs Landingham episode of "The West Wing," which we first watched years after it aired (We finally bought our new used car yesterday, and know one thing: don't drive over to the White House to show it off to President Bartlet). We might even get around to reading Infinite Jest someday. We hear it has something to do with a superhero team and a guy named Thanos. So hey, let's talk about culture and missing out and patching together some knowledge of what's happening anyway.

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Get Me Roger Stone

Roger Stone, his wife would like you to know, is broke. And he is not dealing with it well. Once in khaki suits, gee, he looked swell, full of that yankee-doodle-dee-dum, but now no one calls him Al anymore and he has to stand on a street corner singing "Brother Can You Spare A Dime?"

Yesterday, the conservative but also kind of Never Trumper site The Bulwark revealed the details of a grifty "fundraising" plea sent out by Stone's wife Nydia, begging supporters to give money to the Stones in order to help them keep up the lifestyle to which they have become accustomed.

It was titled "I am embarrassed to write this."

"Dear Friend," begins the missive. "My husband and I have an urgent new problem and we need your help. I told my husband I was going to write you, one of his most valued supporters. I am embarrassed to write this, but I must."

"Mrs. Roger Stone" tells a tale of woe: FBI agents swooping in on them at the crack of dawn to arrest her husband, a subsequent "fake news" feeding frenzy causing friends and fans to abandon the Stones.

"He laid off all our consultants, contractors and employees, and we have 'pulled in our belts' like so many Americans in 'tight times,'" she wrote, sounding for all the world like a plucky working-class patriot, not the wife of a man who made and lost his fortune lying in the service of power.

She should have been more embarrassed.

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