Maybe it’s even high time for that particular slur to be subverted and neutralized by being embraced, as has happened with far worse insults.

Seeing your parents go through it is hardly what I’d call “darkly enjoyable” either.

From over here in Turkey, that sounds chillingly familiar. Leaving the planet, don’t wait up. Won’t be back anytime soon.

A German friend observed that he is the American equivalent of Berlusconi. Now I’m wondering what the English equivalent of “bunga bunga” might be?

It’s probably much the same extension-of-self idea that compels parents to starve their “fat” babies.

Puss needs to lose that kitten weight so she can style out at the beach. As if.

I saw that and thought, the only person I know who has dreads that long and thick naturally used to hang out with Bob Marley before anyone knew what reggae was.

Stalkers of the world, unite! (on second thought no, don’t)

I’d pay money to see her get another whack at him.

IME it seems like a really easy and very damaging way to give someone a complex.

Starred for Peyton Place -- I love that people still remember it.

True that. When I was teaching, I tried to impart the idea that there are certain standards of language and behavior appropriate to a classroom, and if I myself didn’t follow them I had no authority to enforce them.

That’s been done a few times but it’s always interesting to read.

I don’t know why people still don’t get that you can be attracted to, date, sleep with, marry and even procreate with people of races other than yours -- and still be a racist.

It sometimes shocks people where I live when I tell them there are actually some things their country does better (public transportation, affordable fresh fruit & veg). The downside just doesn’t register -- people seem not to pay any attention to the news. I had some guy staring at me in disbelief when I told him that…

Maybe somebody else has already said it here, but the thing that irritates me most about this unrealistic portrayal of apartments and houses and lifestyles is that it perpetuates an illusion to people in other countries that everything for everyone in AMEEEEERRRRIIIIIIIICCAAAA is wonderful and luxurious. That’s…

Why would you want to kiss a chicken, once you’d gotten close enough to smell it? And more importantly, how would you obtain its consent?

There was a rather sad article recently (it was linked from something on here) documenting how electronic dance music has gone mainstream, from its underground predominately gay and black/Latinx roots -- and somehow become increasingly straight and white in the process. So this is neither shocking nor surprising.

My cursory Google search turned up “Fancy Bears” in English as the actual name of the gang. Not even “Фэнси Берс.” It doesn’t surprise me, given the way many other countries appropriate often extremely random English words, especially in young people’s slang, advertising, etc. because knowing at least “some” English…