Posted on 09/23/2024 7:25:59 AM PDT by ChicagoConservative27
Good communists will even report their own parents to revolution authorities.
Pretty sad they have to go back 45 years for this “star’s” most recognizable role. And that’s when it ended.
Good communists will even report their own parents to revolution authorities.
Pavlik Morozov
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pavlik_Morozov
She’s a vocal leftist. The h*ll with her.
Give Carter some credit. She did record a song for Fallout 4. That counts for, errrrr... well, something, right?
Nothing to see there.
The Left - all abortion, all the time.
Linda got the looks. Pam got the brains.
Classic example of how the libs intend to californicate Arizona.
“...every child’s right to a quality education.”
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If she truly believed this, then she would never vote Democrat. Metropolitan schools are vast blackholes of learning and discipline. It’s where education and expectation go to die.
Looks like one got the beauty and one got the brains.
Not for me.
But way to liberal, apparently...
One cartoon character endorses another. Anyone swayed by this endorsement wasn’t voting Trump anyway, I wouldn’t lose sleep.
Hard to say the motives behind such revisionism. Maybe just lackluster academics striving for fame. I recall similar attempts in some cases of youths reporting parents to CCP as well.
She’s married to a big name liberal lawyer and they have lived, not sure if they still do, for many years in a wealthy Washington DC suburb. Plus, she’ sorta Hollywood. Brainwashed and soulless.
What a turd bird putting politics before family. No wonder. What else can you expect from committed neo -Marxists.
She is also a singer. Once a year she has a concert at the Kennedy Center.
Hmmm.....I, as a has been cleb who has been washed up so long most of the people who could even remember who I once was have Alzheimer's and have trouble remembering what they had for breakfast , could make a meaningless endorsement no one really listens to or cares about - or I could really hurt my sister for not good reason.
Decisions....decisions.... I think Lynda is just pissed because he older sis has aged a LOT better than she has.
An AI written story about “The Cluelessness of Wonder Woman’s Lynda Cart”
Title: Liberating Life Lessons: A Day with Lynda
In a bustling café adorned with sunlit windows, Lynda Carter, the iconic star who once wielded the Lasso of Truth, sat sipping her caramel macchiato. With her long, flowing hair echoing the Amazonian goddess she portrayed, she embodied a political tempest wrapped in a liberal spirit. Lynda had harbored dreams of a harmonious world, one where everyone came together in embrace—or at least with a strong consensus around the last season of her favorite series.
But sometimes, her bubble of idealism bordered on cluelessness. Today is a prime example; her friends were gathering to discuss pressing political truths over coffee—and she had arrived armed with nothing but her latest pet advocacy initiative for organic farming and a pristine homemade quinoa salad.
“Isn’t it fantastic that we banished factory farming?” Lynda exclaimed, thrusting a fork into her salad as if it were a sword of justice. “The earth will heal itself, won’t it?” Her friends exchanged glances, a hint of concern creeping over their faces.
“Yes, Lynda,” one friend replied cautiously, “but we really need to discuss affordable healthcare right now. Organic quinoa is lovely, but…”
“Oh, don’t get me started on quinoa!” she interrupted, waving her arms animatedly, nearly upending her drink. “Did you know it’s superfood? It’s like it’s sending us messages from the universe! The power of nature!”
As her friends steered the conversation towards economic disparities impacting their community, Lynda found herself grappling for relevance. “What if we all switched to biking everywhere? The open air, the exercise! Just think of the We Will Breathe Easy campaign we’d start!” Nods turned to head shakes, intent speculation hanging in the air.
“I appreciate the intentions,” chimed another friend, deciding to intervene, “but what about the infrastructure? And bike lanes? Not everyone can do that. Don’t forget those who can’t afford bikes…”
Lynda frowned, disarmed for a moment. It was frustrating. Why couldn’t everyone see the world as a beautiful, simplified tapestry of hope waiting to be woven together?
But then, luminous inspiration struck. “But it’s about leading by example! If I bike every day, maybe I can start a movement, spark a wildfire of change!”
Her enthusiasm was contagious—or obscured their urgency. As she galloped forward in conversation, gesturing and smiling brightly, her friends wondered how a woman who had fought endless battles with zeal could misstep so entirely in grasping everyday inequities.
The truth was, Lynda embodied both strength and a sort of endearing oblivion. Cluelessness in the liberal arts sometimes masked the brilliant heart of activism. As they swapped stories under the lively mural of a mythical landscape, they knew one poster child of hope with a propensity for naive optimism might stir more debate, connection, and revealing insight than anyone expected.
Perhaps the power of superheroes was less about mastery of political ideology and more about lifting spirits, enlightening hearts—lengthy but enlightening paths carving their way toward truth. Alongside a wannabe Amazonian dressed for a crusade with misaligned aims, they hopped onto the winding journey of progressive discussion—one laughter-laden, if not somewhat half-baked, adventure at a time.
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