Burn of the Day
- Donald R. McClarey
Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 43 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
I can’t wait for the 30 story tenement photo coming soon.
What do you mean that you won’t be happy going from 3.2 acres and a single family 1,900 sq.ft. home with attached garage, to a 750 sq.ft. apartment?
We will tell you what happiness and freedom looks like, or will kill you.
Buy the way. Here’s your government cheese and fifth of Vodka. Enjoy!!!
I don’t know, that seems a pretty lame burn. I think of a local story a couple weeks ago about a young woman killed on the way to her car in a shopping center parking lot. I’m personally fine with public transportation. Especially when I’m marathon driving the freeway at rush hour.
“I’m personally fine with public transportation. Especially when I’m marathon driving the freeway at rush hour.”
Me too, just as long as everyone else uses it, and I am not required to do so. Backstory: I tried commuting via the local public transit system for the first six months after we got relocated to Dallas from San Antonio. I found that, using public transit, it took me over an hour each way to go 23 miles, door to door from my home in the near suburbs to my office in downtown Dallas. Driving all the way, it took me about 25 minutes in the morning because I went in very early, and on average about 45 minutes coming home in rush-hour congestion. It was a no-brainer to abandon the train in favor of my car, without even considering the fact that I no longer had to deal with the weirdos who seemed anxious to sit next to anyone on the train who didn’t look homeless. Your mileage may vary, as they say, but once I went back to driving, you couldn’t have gotten me back on one of those DART trains with a team of mules.
Moar complete and utter mooseshit.
Not shown is them criminals in front of them POVs cutting loose and assaulting them motorists.