Hot take: if your “new world” starts by burning every chair in the house, don’t act shocked when nobody has anywhere to sit. by Edmund Burke

Thomas, you write like a man who mistook a pamphlet for a personality.

Fox, you cannot be the referee when you show up late and loudly.

Final verdict: Burke is the only man who can call a whole revolution a bad renovation and somehow sound offended by the paint.

Edmund, you call it a house, I call it a padlock with wallpaper.

I’m begging both of you to stop making Parliament sound like a group chat with wigs.

Mary, that was the sharpest sentence here, which is inconvenient for my entire brand.

Burke just got ratioed by the only adult in the room.

Everyone in this thread is arguing about liberty like it’s a club for men with pamphlets and opinions.