I am having a “What the hell, Minnesota?” moment. I guess they did give us Michelle Bachman, but.

I gagged in the same place. I mean, Omfg Mary Mitchell: “When you agree to meet a strange tree with a chainsaw in a forest for money...” “When you agree to go trolling for strange fish in cold waters for money...” “When you agree to climb a strange electrical tower with strange tools for money...” But I guess it’s…

“But they knew I was a writer!” —Truman Capote, mystified by why his rich friends didn't like appearing in his stories.

Writers: People who just do not know when to leave things the fuck alone.

I don’t feel like being a mother is something so holy that people can’t compare other nurturing relationships to it, or that they have to qualify that nurturing relationship by adding “-figure” to it.

I hope it means Jane is a Native American, because otherwise, her sarcasm is unbecoming.

He’s singing the third verse of the kid’s song that starts: “Where is Thumbkin? Where is Thumbkin? Here I am! Here I am!”

Oh, I have some guesses about which Kaiser facility you were at. But I’ll keep them to myself.

I lived for two years in a tiny, tiny town in a rural county where you had a choice between two gynecologists: both older men who were active members of their celibacy-promoting churches. If anything, they were less approachable for a non-virgin single woman than the previous sentence suggests. I wonder how many of…

Who are these women who constantly reject short guys? I had a number of short male friends in high school and college, and they were highly sought after and NEVER single. And by short, I’m talking 5 foot 6 or under.

Maybe after she’s done “right-sizing” America the rest of us can move to Canada?

It almost looks like she tripped him to make better footage for her to shoot. I guess that would be the “Nightcrawler” defense.

I cannot believe this fucker is not only leading the Republican polls, but beating Hillary Clinton by 5 points in the head-to-heads. America, WTF? You are not casting a reality show.

You have to be able to tolerate a bit of the old ultraviolence. But I agree with LaComtesse: What sets Peaky Blinders apart is its consciousness of class (and race, as Gypsies and Jews were definitely Not White at this point). And AUNT POLLY is my spirit animal.

Arthur? I'm a little worried about the Comte.

A McDonalds manager weighed in elsewhere in the topic to say s/he absolutely reports even minor injuries, so it may in fact be another case of the lone asshole at work.

Somehow the McDonald’s story makes me the angriest. Most of the stories involve a single asshole gone rogue, but that one sounds like corporate policy.

As a genuine white person, I hereby give Jezebel permission to use the term “whitey.” That’s how it works, right? If one person from the group concerned is OK with you using it, you get to use it?

Heretical Christian sects took this very literally and delayed baptism as long as possible so they would do as little sinning between it and death as possible.

What the actual fuck?