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BERNIE RAISED OVER 4 MILLION DOLLARS WITHIN 12 HOURS OF ANNOUNCING HIS PRESIDENTIAL BID
WE GOT THIS GUYS LET’S GET THIS SHIT DONE
I’M CRYING
hey so why are there Bernie Sanders works in AO3? Like 70 of them???
what possible fan fictions are you writing with BERNIE SANDERS?
bring water to soothe The Bern
Hillary, don’t be a fool:
If Sanders wants the Veep slot, or even if he can be tortured into taking it, give it to him. Waterboard him if you have to.
Sunday in the Afternoon at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden with Bernie
Among the excesses of a perfect spring day, of ferns, allées, of buds and birds, of distinct and individual flowers, and herds in hygienic hats, there
comes a roar too close to ignore but too distant to decipher. It is the chorus of young and fretful Brooklynites for Bernie.
It reminds me of the sound ballparks used to make when approached from city streets in certain kinds of weather: you could hear the crowd before you saw the place and from the crowd
you knew the score. Today, Bernie is winning. Might botany’s fragile pastels tremble at that shape of sound or is the wind contributing to political pressure on the vernal home?
The man has not a chance of being nominated. But on a such a day as this anything is possible. The noises are the vocal equivalents of show time at Yellowstone or
roller coaster panic, a rhythmic swell beneath a soloist of sorts as practiced in the Masses of medieval chant; it goes from roar to whisper, always in acclimation.
What the natural world thinks of Bernie is irrelevant; it has other fish to fry. Like ancient carp ascending with open fish lips from depths of the oriental garden pool
for bread and selfies. If the collision of two massive stars—each thirty times the size of our sun—changes the distance between a pair of mirrors in Huntsville, Alabama four one-thousandths of the diameter of a proton
can you imagine the minor clamor a few thousand Democrats in Brooklyn makes across the universe? Nothing more or less than nothing. (April 2016)
The liberal left crucified Paula Dean for her past indiscretions. Do you think they'll hold Hillary to the same standard. I doubt it. My guess is they'll run to her defense. What do you bet?