Good morning everyone, hope you had a great weekend. I was up in Reno helping the Nevada Dems register voters, where I spent Saturday meeting lots of locals and freaking out over their adorable dogs.

Which meant I was on the bus when I read about the Clinton’s basket of deplorables, a maybe-gaffe that was quickly swept away in media pneumonia-storm on Sunday. So I’m still trying to figure out what I think about all of it, other than to feel so much empathy for her comms team, and to ask anyone who is now proudly calling themselves deplorable should go and look back at the groups Hillary lumped in that basket, and wonder if you’re actually OK with that association.

So instead of a deep dive this morning, here’s some unrelated stuff to check out:

Headline of the Millennium: Apocalypse Meow: How a Cult That Believes Cats Are Divine Beings Ended Up in Tennessee

Conspiracy theory that has me LOLing: Is Taylor Swift a clone of the daughter of the founder (and former high priestess of) the Church of Satan?

Today, in sentient beings: Tesla Autopilot 8.0 uses radar to prevent accidents like the fatal Model S crash.

If you’re wondering how the whole Silicon Valley under-40 hero worship is going, It’s Tough Being Over 40 in Silicon Valley: Older workers are trying lawsuits, classes, makeovers—even surgery—to keep working.

And finally, Sean Hannity Hasn’t Changed (We Did.)

Kick ass today my doves,

Amy