me: i gotta stop pickin at my skin
my left hand, the instant it is not preoccupied, roaming my entire epidermis in search of imperfections to scratch off: unfortunate
This is really interesting, so Trump had this painting hanging in his private jet, where he was giving an interview. The reporter, recognizing the painting, asked Trump if it was an original Renoir, not because he didn’t know, but because he wanted to see if Trump would tell the truth.
Typically, Trump lied and said it was. The reporter than told him, no it’s not an original. Trump stuck to his lie, swearing it was. When the reporter told him that it was a copy of a very famous painting and the original was hanging in the Chicago Museum of Art, Trump stuck to his lie.
Even when presented with an easy to verify fact and a person who knows the truth, Trump continued to lie, to no end. They were the only people on the plane who were privy to the conversation, so Trump couldn’t exactly convince someone. The lie served no purpose, other than to boost Trump’s own ego (after all, had he just replied, “no it’s a copy, I just like the painting” no one would fault him for that), but Trump needed to be the guy who has a genuine Renoir in his private plane, even when he wasn’t.
And then, even after caught in the act, the very next day, Trump bragged to the same guy about the painting being real, with no prompting. They were on the plane again, and with no prompting, he pointed to the painting and said, to the guy who caught him lying about it just 24 hours earlier, “you see that? That’s a genuine Renoir”
For the record, here is the link to the picture at the Art Institute of Chicago. Interestingly, the Art Institute provides the provenance of the painting.
Ownership History
Sold by the artist to Durand-Ruel, Paris, July 7, 1881, for 1,500 francs. [1]
Sent by Durand-Ruel, Paris, to Durand-Ruel, New York, 1922. [2]
Sold by Durand-Ruel, New York, to Mrs. Lewis Larned (Annie Swan) Coburn, Chicago, Feb. 4, 1925, for $100,000. [3]
Bequeathed by Mrs. Lewis Larned (Annie Swan) Coburn (died 1932) to the Art Institute of Chicago, 1933.
The original painting by Renoir, Two Sisters (on the Terrace) is not, nor was it ever, the property of Donald Trump.
To quote the article:
While this story is comical and sad and utterly bizarre on so many levels, it’s also emblematic of Trump’s very essence. “He believes his own lies in a way that lasts for decades,” O’Brien told me. “He’ll tell the same stories time and time again, regardless of whether or not facts are right in front of his face.”
as a mentally ill, if you haven’t taken your shower you’re not gonna wanna do anything else. do that first. this sounds like baby advice but fuckin’ do that first
i understand that this is suspicious advice coming from norman bates but do it
Puerto Rico. Just a reminder that this island houses a unique and colorful set of bees that are also now in their own recovery mode. From top to bottom Megachile concinna, Centris haemorrhoidalis, Augochlora buski, and Centris smithii. Specimens collected by Sara Prado.
There are a total of 51 pictures of P.R. bees here:
if i ever have kids instead of being like “it’s a boy” im going to send out highly bewildering cards that say things like “it’s the chosen one” and “it’s probably not a lizard” and “we’re not sure what it is, but it just set the couch on fire, please send help” with a different thing to every person i send one to just to see what people show up at the baby shower with
Obviously I want you to take care of your pets and make sure they get food and fresh water on a regular basis, but cats being huge drama queens and screaming hysterically at you and acting like they’re tragic famine victims who haven’t eaten in weeks and are about to drop dead from starvation right mcfuckin now, because you’re 10 minutes late feeding them is always going to be one of the funniest things to me
the cat who lives at the vet clinic i volunteer at was mad yesterday because his dinner was half an hour late due to a busy day. he proceeded to go to all the (empty dw) garbage cans and tried to knock them over and started desperately scavenging for scraps of food because obviously no one loves him or cares about him and if he must eat garbage to survive then so be it
not food related, but one time my cat cried at me for 20 minutes before i worked out that the reason why she was upset was because there was a coat hanger on her favourite cushion
This is absolutely beautiful and changed my life, thank you so much. Please protect her from hangers at all costs
wow. am STORVING and humaines here making joke laugh at cate honger ?!
My cat is a social eater who is not food motivated at all, so I was baffled when I first got him because he didn’t seem to care about food but he would SCREAM at me for hours when I knew his bowl was full. Any time I went to double check that he did indeed have food, he’d book it to the bowl and snarf like his life depended on it, but as soon as I walked away he’d follow me screaming again.
Eventually I figured out that he just wanted a dining companion and was screaming about how we’re a family and families eat together, god damnit! I moved his food bowl under my computer desk and it fixed the problem. But if I’m ever out for more than 12 hours I’ll come home to find him in a passive-aggressive kitty huff because dinner has been ready for hours but he’s been trying to be considerate (unlike some humans) and waiting for me to eat it.
My kitty yells at me every night at 10 because ITS BEDTIME, DAMN IT, GO TO BED WHY ARE YOU NOT IN BED she doesn’t want to sleep with me, she’s just upset that I’m still up
This concern for my sleeping habits ends as soon as midnight passes and MOM MOM WAKE UP AND FEED ME IM HUNGRY WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING HEY HEY HEY WAKE UP
A friend of mine has a cat that we call her ‘supervisor’ because she gets yelled at if she isn’t in bed by 10P Central. It will progress to gentle nips at her hands and interjecting himself between her and her computer.
He basically treats her like a large, bad child. It’s very sweet.
Getting to sleep soon shouldn’t be a problem, as wrung out as I am after putting together and sending an overdue Serious Discussion e-mail 😵
Scary, but glad to finally get that out of the worry queue.
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