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The Mayans Were Right, As It Turns Out, When They Predicted The World Would End In 2012. It Was Just A Select World: The G.o.p. Universe Of Arrogant, Uptight, Entitled, Bossy, Retrogressive White Guys. [...] Instead Of Smallpox, Plagues, Drought And Conquistadors, The Republican Decline Will Be Traced To A Stubborn Refusal To Adapt To A World Where Poor People And Sick People And Black People And Brown People And Female People And Gay People Count.

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The Mayans Were Right,

Maureen Dowd

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The Mayans Were Right, As It Turns Out, When They Predicted The World Would End In 2012. It Was Just A Select World: The G.o.p. Universe Of Arrogant, Uptight, Entitled, Bossy, Retrogressive White Guys. [...] Instead Of Smallpox, Plagues, Drought And Conquistadors, The Republican Decline Will Be Traced To A Stubborn Refusal To Adapt To A World Where Poor People And Sick People And Black People And Brown People And Female People And Gay People Count.

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