As Đán walking and holding and his little cousin’s hand, I gave them a compliment, “You two look so cute.” Đán asked, “Aren’t you going take a picture?” I responded, “Of course,” pulled out my phone, and snapped. Đán demanded, “I want you to put it on Amazon.”

In the car, Đán requested a wipe to clean his hands after eating a bag of mini Oreo. He said, “I recognize that I can’t get the dirt off my fingers with a wet towel.” I asked, “What does recognize mean.” He responded, “It means you recognize something.”

George Packer:

After a month in office, Donald Trump has already proved himself unable to discharge his duties. The disability isn’t laziness or inattention. It expresses itself in paranoid rants, non-stop feuds carried out in public, and impulsive acts that can only damage his government and himself. Last week, at a White House press conference, the President behaved like the unhinged leader of an unstable and barely democratic republic. He rambled for nearly an hour and a half, on script and off; he flung insults at reporters; he announced that he was having fun; and he congratulated himself so many times and in such preposterous terms (“this Administration is running like a fine-tuned machine”) that the White House press corps could only stare in amazement.

Packer concludes:

An authoritarian and erratic leader, a chaotic Presidency, a supine legislature, a resistant permanent bureaucracy, street demonstrations, fear abroad: this is what illiberal regimes look like. If Trump were more rational and more competent, he might have a chance of destroying our democracy.

David Remnick:

For all the chaos and resulting gloom these past weeks, it has been heartening to see so many “enemies of the American people”—protesters, judges, journalists, citizens of all kinds, even some members of Congress—do their work despite Presidential denunciation, not necessarily as partisans of one party or another but as adherents to a Constitution.

Keep fighting and resisting until he’s down and out.

Erin Gloria Ryan:

I simply cannot dredge up any sympathy for a person who has acknowledged the structural problems most women face only when she is personally facing them, or used them as derailing tactics when she’s losing an argument. I can’t mourn the downfall of a fair-weather feminist, a woman who has used her power to hurt other women.

I am no longer paying attention to her alternative facts.

In this week’s “Real Time with Bill Maher,” Larry Wilmore straightened out lil Milo who is not only confused about his sexual orientation, but also desperate for attention. It is such a pleasure watching a thoughtful comedian schooled an ignorant whippersnapper. Yes, go fuck yourself. You’re a pathetic, douchey, little pain-in-the-fucking ass from England.

A well-designed, comprehensive typographic reference explaining and illustrating type anatomy, glyphs, terms, classification, and select typefaces. Seddon’s book design and illustrations are simply beautiful. There is a error on page 144, in which type featured is Carpenter, but the text is describing Akzidenz-Grotesk.

Jeremy Keith:

I always get widows and orphans confused so I remind myself that orphans are left alone at the start; widows are left alone at the end.

An enlightening look at the personality of types. Through friendly writing an engaging examples, Hyndman invites readers to feel or even taste the typefaces. Why Fonts Matter is a fun read for non-type nerds.

I am been coughing violently to the point that my head hurt, my nose bled, and my chest ached. I said to my wife, “I don’t have a back pain; therefore, I don’t have the ‘c’ word.” She responded, “If you get the back pain then you will die.” Đạo asked me, “Daddy, when are you going die?” I smiled and replied, “You will be the first one to know.” I really appreciate the straight-no-chaser love from my family members.

The other day as I was enjoying watching these girls on TV. Đạo asked me, “Do you want to marry these girls?” I replied, “No, I am already married to your mommy.” He was still in doubt, “But you wish you could marry them.” His mom chimed in, “Your kid walks in your shoes.”

He was not ranting and raving, just whining and bitching like a whiny little bitch. The orange, thin-skinned whiny little bitch was hurt by the press’s tone of hatred. From grabbing women’s pussy to banning Muslim to dishonoring judges, his tone and action are filled with hatred. If you want to be a president, behave like one. If you can’t, get the fuck out. Stop whining and bitching. By the way, I am not ranting and raving. I am just having fun.