They are taking up the limited space Black academics can hope to to be considered worthy of occupying. African American studies is the only area of academics where you can reliably find black academics. Even then the top positions are filled with white people (like the white male professor who was brought all the way…

Yeah, if they move to non-gendered awards for acting you’re never going to see a woman over 40 nominated for anything again, outside of maybe a Hellen Mirren or Judi Dench playing some English monarch.

Beautiful child mashallah. May she never become jaded by those flashing lights. She still has the sweet innocence of a joyful child smiling for the cameras. May Love protect her, always.

My birthdays are always awful, because my narcissistic witch mother always does something genuinely terrible to me/about me/behind my back, simply for the joy of fucking my life up. Still, the birthday where I was headed out to dinner with my boyfriend of ten years and as we walking out the door he literally dropped…

Oh honey..I’m so sorry!!!
I thought I had it bad because my Mom never let me have a party at all..but you had an actual trauma, and that’s so sad.
I want to buy you a pony now. Can I buy you a pony?

In 6th grade, I had a small party with a few friends at a skating rink. It wasn’t like a “party”, we just got dropped off to go skating and none of our parents stayed.

She really was, and thank you so much. <3 And yes, that was VERY MUCH my parents. My internal monologue through the whole affair was like, “ha ha ha wth, is that a guy dressed up like a gorilla? it totally is. he’s coming this way. wow he’s really coming right over here, I wonder wh— oh, shit.”

I’ve had a few bad ones.

You win, and I am so sorry. She must have been a spectacular mom to send a gorilla to your marching band practice, though. Legendary parent behavior. 

My worst was my 6th. It was my first year in school and so the first one where a bunch of kids were invited. And a lot of kids showed up. Sounds good, right? Problem was my alcoholic mother was in no way equipped to deal with a houseful of little kids and parents she didn’t know. So she was taking frequent trips to…

Last year on my birthday, after a lovely dinner at a fancy restaurant, I had a heart attack on my way out the door; ended up flat on my face on a Beverly Hills sidewalk. Worst. Birthday. Ever.

My mom was in England attending my lovely Granddad's funeral. It was the deadline for my university applications and no one in my family had gone to university,  and they didnt know how to help...so I crumbled from the stress. And to top it off, my stoner boyfriend broke up with me in History class with a fucking…

On the day of my 40th, I signed my mom’s DNR paperwork.

Not to mention referring to himself as “An angry, aggro Injun”. Whoa. 

I do find it odd how these articles always attract the same four or five accounts that spam “what about her recordings!”

He also has multiple settlements and lawsuits in progress of him being physically violent.

he simply never stopped playing the role of the“cockney pirate”

An angry, aggro Injun in a fuckin’ blackout

Everyone else can weigh in on the substance, but I’d just like to state that I hate his affected “Britishisms”. Dude, you were BORN IN KENTUCKY.

You could also see her belly button in that dress which startled me for a brief moment before I realised she must be not wearing spanx. I’m so used to seeing smooth silhouettes I was startled when I saw a normal body in a form hugging dress. That’s not right