We had a Democratic nomination process and the voters have spoken clearly and decisively. I received over 14 million votes, 87% of the votes cast across the entire nominating process. I have nearly 3,900 delegates, making me the presumptive nominee of our party by a wide margin. This was a process open to anyone who wanted to run. Only three people chose to challenge me. One fared no badly that he left the primaries to run as an independent. Another attacked me for being too old and was soundly defeated. The voters of the Democratic Party have voted. They have chosen me to be the nominee of the party.
Do we now just say this process didn't matter? That the voters don't have a say? I decline to do that. I feel a deep obligation to the faith and the trust the voters of the Democratic Party have placed in me to run this year. It was their decision to make. Not the press, not the pundits, not the big donors, not any selected group of individuals, no matter how well intentioned. The voters — and the voters alone — decide the nominee of the Democratic Party. How can we stand for democracy in our nation if we ignore it in our own party? I cannot do that. I will not do that.
Fwiw, I lost about 4 kg of my average weight (That was about 7% of my body weight) when I stopped smoking. A couple of years down the road I also quit drinking which also decreased my average weight by another 4 kg.
(With average weight I take into consideration that I have natural, not dieting related fluctuations of about +/- 1 to 2 kg. The fluctuations are still there but the mean they deviate from is vastly different.)
Maybe I should add that I am still eating about five pounds of sugar a day and I haven’t done sports since 2012, so don’t assume that quitting smoking meant a healthier lifestyle (sadly).
Well I’m a heavy weed smoker, so maybe there’s a difference. Also I already notice the withdrawal effect in the form of more appetite/eating a lot more when I don’t smoke for a couple of days. Given I also have really bad eating habits … I usually eat once a day but when I don’t smoke I will need breakfast and lunch too.
I still remember the day I grew old. After forgetting my change at a self checkout machine, an younger attendant ran after me and refered to me as ‘sir’. After that day, I was no longer young. I was 29.
I remember the day as well. I walked all through the store grabbing everything I needed and while waiting in the checkout I realized I forgot the milk. I laughed and said “Oh wow” then the guy behind me looked at me and I shrugged and said “I forgot the milk!” and left the line I’d been standing in for a few minutes to get the milk.
My age at the time didn’t matter because it was on that day, I became old. Talking to strangers in the grocery store, forgetting to get the milk, and laughing about it? Old.
Damn, I turned old when I grabbed some coloring pages off the ground to give them back to a child and got called the “nice fat lady” afterwards by the child. Double whammy
I realised I had become an adult when some woman told her kid “that mister” would tell him off if he didn’t behave, and gestured in my direction. I looked behind me. There was nobody there.
I had become The Mister. The stranger based punishment of exasperated mothers everywhere. Fear me, little children, and despair.
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