Beer is the only Victim, not yet defended in this latest drama sponsored by trump. Poor Beer Drinkers of this nation!!!! A liar is a liar is a liar... a drunk and a liar!!! That sums it up for me too... Agree with you. I had admitted here in High School I was Big Pharma as a Senior. Not Bragging but I remember the principal telling me all I can do for you is making sure you will graduate regardless of your attendance record... You will Graduate. And I did... went on to College after living "La Vida Loca" for a year and left my H.S. antics behind never to return. But I remember every freaking moment. Never took advantage of a woman or a customer by the way.

@GipsyOfNewSpain Remember those Porkies, Revenge of the Nerds, and Animal House movies where they always had the white privilege, polo shirt-wearing, mean-spirited, mercedes-driving prick who could do anything he wanted and never have to pay for it, or suffer any consequences? The guy who could beat his girl friend, get a DUI, and brush it off because mommy and daddy would pay it off or use connections to make it go away. Back then, everybody knew that was a scum bag and usually got his comeuppance. Now they're given supreme court nominations. To me, this guy represents a sickening part of that ugly world.

@chalupacabre What you said. I went to a Private Catholic University that was forced to admit the poor because Vietnam GI Bill and Pell Grant money was available and they wanted it. Saw those guys... fucked their girlfriends. Got them High or they got me High. Clashed with them on first day of class, they threw a water balloon at us, many of us on athletic scholarship... first class athletic scholarship was allowed in the college. So we were the "Weird and Rare" I saw the guys with balloons, we walked and somebody threw one... I picked a guy without a balloon and pointed at him saying he threw it. My buddy took out his shirt and said let's fight right here right now. The guy chicken out but nobody threw another water balloon at us. I admitted 5 minutes later that I didn't knew if he threw the balloon but we needed to show them that we didn't fear them and were willing to fight. I had previous friendships on my pharma doings since junior high so I have to pick sides and I did. But we stole a lot of those rich girls and those guys hated us. Skin color came into play but it was mainly money and lack of it. A fight broke up one time... had to happen... Started on Friday on a pickup basketball game and I stopped the fight from happening at that moment but on Monday... me not around. Punches, Nunchucks came out, Leather Belts came out. Nobody got hurt. But never happened again... we kept the girls. They hated us but cheered us on track and field, basketball, volleyball. We played a Softball game us against them... we beat them by one run. I think that was the end. Wasn't worth it. We were going nowhere and we were not intimidated, we been eating bullys since childhood and fistfights were our natural habitat, they learned that the rough way. That was before Animal House but it was Deja Vu. To the ridiculous point that when of the other side ring leaders used to be a heroin junkie coming down my neighborhood looking for the drug but nobody in the school ever knew. Never told anyone and he appreciated me for that... for not blowing his cover. I always told him that is nobody's biz but yours and mine and it was a different era of your life. Far left behind. Taught me to be able to keep secrets despite the circumstances... still am. What You Said... I had seen the "likes" of him. Seen them, been near them, don't like them, ain't shit.