Of course the sad part is, it’s hardly a parody (but I did laugh). 

That’s giving way too much credit. And even it that was the idea behind it, let’s not downplay antisemitism please. 

I hate Polanski as much as everybody here, but don’t appreciate the misleading clickbait of the headline (I thought he made a film about a man who’s accused of rape) or the minimizing of one of the biggest antisemitic scandals in French history which had big political consequences (the Dreyfus Affair). 

God I need to get out more. 

I’ve just seen A Star Is Born and it is sooooo gooooooood! 

I did not enjoy Sixteen Candles, I never enjoyed Sixteen candles. I rewatched earlier this year and couldn’t believe how awful it was, far worse than I remembered.

Sorry to see you go, even sorrier you had to go through that horrible thing at your former job. I know what you mean when you say that celebrity gossip feels so... shallow in these times. Yet Dirt Bag was the only thing I read within the last 30 hours that didn’t directly deal with Christine Blasey Ford. Sometimes you…

That’ll do, pig. 

Correction: you’d be a hysterical feminazi. 

Anger issues much?

He also yelled to men but was especially rude to all the women. Would you conduct yourself like this in a job interview? Or anywhere? He was rude, yelled to senators and interrupted them ad nauseam. If I hadn’t hated him before, I sure would hate him now.

I don’t know how I did it, but I watched all, what, 8.5/ 9 hours of it. I did work in the breaks etc but I just couldn’t tear myself away.

I just googled ‘body language nose’, and pulling up your nose like he did was literally called a tell that card players often have. Did I read something here about gambling debts or was that a joke?

He has a weird facial tic whenever he gets mad. Such a tell. 

LET ME FINISH?!!!

I think babyboomers want to stay ‘middle-aged’ for as long as they can, possibly till death. 

Fiction.

Ditto. I’ve canceled a fun event because I’m in no mood to talk, laugh or be social in any capacity. Constantly on the brink of tears and even though it’s a nice warm day I feel chilled to the bone.

Ditto. ‘High quality people’ my ass. This is a war against women. 

I do that too when I’m on a laptop, but that doesn’t work on my phone (which I use more often to browse)