Yesterday, I spent most of the day giving Petersonian advice to old fossils in the Republican party (“stand up straight, throw your shoulders back”). Oh, wait, no, that’s unkind to old fossils — I got to Washington DC, and somehow made a beeline for the natural history museum and had a fine afternoon looking over the exhibits. That’s better.
So I guess I’m going to be hanging out all day with SJWS, or, more accurately, Atheists Who Advocate More For Accomplishing Greatness With Reason And Science Than Insisting That Atheism Means Nothing Other Than Feeling Smarter Than Theists AWAMFAGWRASTIAMNOTFSTTs.
OK, I guess SJW is shorter and punchier, but I don’t know how to pronounce either one.